“Why the fuck did you let them leave?” Kolya growled.
“I’m not risking a shootout with my wife in the crossfire.”
But Kolya’s eyes bypassed me and narrowed on Chloe.
My husband and his enforcer exchanged terse words in Russian. It was time I made an effort to learn the language.
After their exchange, Kolya prowled toward Chloe. “Give up the gun, princess.”
“Don’t call me princess,” she snapped, moving out of his grasp.
Kolya raised a brow. “Don’t cower.”
“I didn’t cower when I shot Jeremiah!”
“It’s my gun.” I pried the weapon away from Chloe before she shot Kolya in irritation.
“Kolya!” Kirill gritted. “I don’t need more problems. Take care of her. I need a chat with my wife.”
“I’m not leaving with him.”
“You think you have a choice?” Kolya smirked.
“All right.” I massaged one side of my temple. “Enough with the high-handedness.”
Kirill glanced sharply at me. “Looks like I need to be stricter with you.”
“We got Aralina back?—”
Kolya clasped Chloe's arm, but she shook it off. “I said…I’m not leaving with you!”
“Text Trevor…he should be with Dom.” This reminded me not to forget the purse I’d dropped before I went up to the attic.
Kirill’s arm tightened around me. “Trevor again,” he muttered.
I glared at him. “What’s your beef with him?”
Kolya was looking at Kirill in bafflement. “Yeah, comrade, he helped us piece this together.”
“He did?” I grinned.
I swore I heard Kirill growl.
“Trevor said he’s about to come get me.” Chloe looked up from her phone. “I’ll?—”
“I’ll take you,” Kolya said.
“I’m not sure—” I started.
“Leave them,” Kirill gritted. “I’m not having you rush off to Trevor when I was the one who was out of my mind with worry.”
“You better deliver her straight to Trevor,” I told Kolya with an edge of warning.
He grinned maniacally at me before he escorted the reluctant Chloe from the attic. She looked like I had betrayed her and let her leave with the grim reaper. Wait. Of course, Chloe was aware of Kolya’s past. His arrest and release were splashed all over the news.
I glanced up at Kirill. “I should thank Trevor for?—”
“I’d shut up while you’re ahead, wife.”
