Reid had been missing for a few months now, and it was clear that Mikhail knew more than what he was saying. Was Reid dead? Had he been transferred to some other city to work as a high-end escort there? If so, why hadn’t he tried to contact him?
No. Something horrible had happened to Reid. And that bastard knew what it was.
Eyes drifting to the woman sleeping next to him, Niko realized that he needed to escape. This lifestyle had to end.
There were only two ways he could get out: kill Mikhail and his boss, Kazimir, himself—which might be difficult, and he’d have to deal with the fallout with their goons—or have them both arrested.
The latter seemed like the easiest way.
Over the next two weeks, Niko worked on a plan to set Mikhail up and have them all arrested. The hardest part would be speaking with the police without Mikhail or his crew finding out.
Finally, Nikolai figured out a way. He told Mikhail that he needed to see a doctor because his junk was starting to hurt when he peed. Reluctantly, Mikhail gave in and had one of his guys take him to a clinic.
During the examination, Niko told the doctor that he needed to speak with the police because he was being trafficked. The doctor listened carefully as Niko called the police and explained his situation. The officer decided to pose as a client to meet with Niko in person and gather information.
Two days later, Niko walked into a luxury suite, where he was met by one of their female undercover officers.
“I’m Officer Peirs,” the woman began, gesturing to the living room sofa. They both took a seat.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Nikolai,” he said, glancing around the room as if he half expected someone to suddenly jump out and arrest him.
“Don’t worry. It’s just you and me here,” the woman noted as if sensing his trepidation. “This is a safe space. Anything you say will remain between us until you give me your permission to share this information. Is it okay if I record this session?”
Niko nodded.
The woman pressed the button on her recorder, then proceeded to state her name, the date, and who she was interviewing. Once she was done, she turned to Niko, crossing her legs as she waited for him to begin.
Nikolai took a deep breath, then began detailing Kazimir’s sex trafficking ring and how his criminal organization operated, from what he was able to tell. Obviously, there was certain information he was not privy to, but he hoped that the police would be able to figure out the rest.
“They’re having a fancy party in two weeks for all their high-end clients. All of their top sex workers will be there, including those of us in their Diamond Squad.”
“Diamond Squad?” the woman asked, leaning in slightly as she continued to listen closely.
“It’s an exclusive group of us, who Mikhail—our boss—considers his highest money makers because of our looks and… talents. There are five of us now,” Niko explained. “That party will be your best chance to arrest Mikhail and his boss at the same time. Most of his crew will probably be there as well.”
The woman nodded, taking down a few notes. She agreed with Niko and explained that they would continue to build their case in the meantime.
Two weeks later, Nikolai walked into the private club knowing that things were about to change that night. One way or the other, he wouldn’t be trapped under Mikhail after this.
Walking around the dimly lit room, Niko watched as wealthy men and women laughed and enjoyed themselves. Some made out with or lazily fondled the pretty young men and women, while others talked amongst themselves, hungrily scanning the room for their next slice of dessert.
Niko had been to parties like these before. It was a way for his boss to thank his high-end clientele for being loyal and for all their business.
Parties like these made the rich and powerful feel like gods. Knowing they could have anyone they wanted, while having their every wish or desire brought to life for them—what could be more powerful than that?
“Well, aren’t you just a handsome piece of meat?” a woman wearing a large ruby necklace and long dangling earrings said as she ran her fingers down Nikolai’s muscular back.
Trying to remain composed, Nikolai turned toward her and gave her one of his smoldering looks.
“Why, thank you, my sweet. I’d love to chat more with you, but unfortunately, I have another woman waiting to be entertained.” Niko leaned in and brushed her hair away fromher neck before whispering, “I hope you and I can get a bit more acquainted after I’m done destroying her pussy.”
The woman’s breath hitched as she clutched her chest in shock.
“Ohh my! Th-that would be lovely, dear.”
Niko smirked as he walked off, searching for Kazimir and Mikhail in the club.
There were a few undercover cops working the event, and Niko was charged with pointing out Kazimir and Mikhail once he spotted them at the club. The raid wouldn’t take place until both men were present.
