King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter Thirteen

Sephie

Misha ran to one of the SUV’s outside to get Ivan a new shirt, since the one he was wearing was basically ruined. Viktor received a phone call, which he took in Russian. Once he ended the call, he said, “Boss is on his way here.” He Hooked at me and said, “you get dressed. We’re leaving once he gets here.”

“We’re leaving? Where are we going?”

“Somewhere safer. Explosion was too close. I don’t like.”

“But I can’t leave. I have to take Ms. Jackson to the grocery store this afternoon. I always take her shopping on Saturdays. Without me, she has no way to get to the store, which means she has no way to eat.”

Viktor frowned at this news. He pondered on a solution for a moment, but just said, “get dressed anyway. We will work it out.”

I left my first aid kit on the cabinet and went to my bedroom for a quick shower before Adrik got there. I put slightly more effort into my appearance than what he saw the night before, but it still didn’t amount to much. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t get the hang of makeup. I had people tell me when I was younger that I needed to wear makeup to cover up my freckles. I didn’t like the way it felt though. I always felt like my face was being slowly smothered when I wore it. So, I opted for mascara and the slightest bit of eye makeup. That’s as fancy as I got.

Throwing on a pair of black skinny jeans and a white blouse with a camisole underneath, I looked at my somewhat out of control hair. It was still wet from the shower, but I could tell it was going to be one of those days where it did whatever it wanted instead of what I wanted. I shrugged my shoulders, knowing this was not a fight I was going to win easily. I scrunched some product into my curls to help tame the frizz and called it a day. At least having my hair down would help cover my purple neck.

When I came out of my room, only Andrei and Viktor were in my apartment.

“Where did Misha and Ivan go?”

“Outside. Keep an eye on the perimeter,” Andrei said. “We noticed strange cars and people going into bottom apartment.”

“The one across from Ms. Jackson?” He nodded. “That’s Chen. He sells drugs. Those are just his customers. Chen gets a fresh batch on Friday, so his customers come on Saturdays.”

Andrei and Viktor both looked unhappy at this news. Andrei looked at me and said, “we’re definitely leaving. Why didn’t you tell us this sooner?”

“I can’t leave without making sure Ms. Jackson is taken care of for the week. Mr. Turner is at work and Chen isn’t reliable, obviously. And I didn’t think it was important. Chen’s apartment is quiet, except on the weekends. He’s always very respectful to everyone. I don’t even think he lives here most of the week. He just uses the apartment to sell out

of.”

look. Viktor spoke, “I don’t like

en

our conversation. Viktor went to the door, gun in hand, while Andrei stood in front of me, protectively.

searching until they landed on me. He stopped in his tracks and just stared for a moment before he walked to me. He put his arm around my waist, pulled me close and kissed my cheek. I leaned into his

you sleep, solnishko?”

thank you.”

bruise. “Still too dark. Did you

nodded my head, suddenly feeling shy that Andrei, Viktor, and now Stephen were also in the

said as he kissed my forehead. “Now, tell me. What is this about taking your neighbor to the store?”

take Ms. Jackson, downstairs, to the store every Saturday. She doesn’t have a car and I don’t think she could drive if she did have a car. I take her to the

little closer to him. He kept his arm

“Yes, sir.”

asked, “is she ready to

haven’t talked to her yet today, but my guess is she’s ready to go. She usually has to wait for me to

call her.”

know. He noticed the first aid

furrowed. He looked at it, then to me, concern on his face. “What is this for? Are you

at arm’s length

for once, it wasn’t me. I stitched Ivan up. I’m guessing he got hit with debris in that explosion and had a pretty good gash. He’s going

and pulled me to him. I wrapped my arms around him, happy to be in his arms. “Thank you,

malishka.”

of me. It’s the least I

and said, “not exactly. Anthony was already on my shit list before he laid his

to think about any of it. He responded by wrapping his arms tighter around me. I heard Viktor make a call to Ivan to let

Jackson we would have chaperones on our weekly trip to the store when I called to see if

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Not those strapping young men that have

help but laugh. “Yes, Ms. Jackson. Those strapping young men will accompany us to the store. Did you need to