17
Aiden
Her name is Olivia Markov.
After that conversation with her, I’m not sure what should shock me more, or what I should be more focused on.
Should it be the aspect of the letter and the possibility that Olivia’s brother wrote it?
Or, that she said her father was Phillipe Falcione, the former chairman of the old Syndicate.
Or maybe, given the situation with my vendetta against the Order, and my pursuit to find my son, I should be more focused on Jude Kuzmin and hearing he knew I was an enforcer for the Order.
The moment Olivia dropped that bomb on me the rage already filling me turned into an infernal blaze. Because if Jude knows such a thing about me, then he must know what happened to my son. He would only know I was an enforcer if he knew what I did to piss the Order off, and what happened to my family after.
That information isn’t readily available to everyone even if you’re a member of the Order. In fact, some members don’t even know who other members are unless if they see the tattoo, and in most cases if you aren’t part of the same faction you aren’t given names.
What’s more significant than that is only leaders or those working closely to a leader know who enforcers are because of the top-secret nature of the work. Neither leaders, nor their assistants are marked with tattoos. The man who recruited me was like that. His name was Yeyka. It was his death that landed me in Ognenny Ostrov.
Maybe he knew Jude. Or maybe Jude was the fucking leader I was working for and never knew.
Fuck me.
This is like going down a rabbit hole. The deeper I go the more questions and the darker the secrets. And now I have two more names.
Jude Kuzmin and Igor Evanovich. Big names of men you don’t fuck with.
If my little captive is telling the truth and Jude is working with Igor or even the Order, then that’s a big deal. It’s like adding more fuel to napalm and blasting that to kingdom come.
Both are men I shouldn’t fuck with because of my business in Russia that keeps the Brotherhood running, but if they have information on my son I wouldn’t give a fuck who I fucked with.
Igor is a politician in Russia. A man who is as untouchable in all of Europe as he is here.Jude Kuzmin was cut from the same cloth.
But it wasn’t always so with him.
Fifteen years ago, Jude and his father, Nikolai, did business with my father.Then there was a fallout over clients and my father cut them loose. Nikoli was doing shady shit that could have gotten everybody killed.
After the fallout they must have linked up with some powerful investor because their business took off like wildfire.Eventually, Nikoli rose in so much power and wealth he became an Oligarch.With his recent death, that wealth and power would have passed to Jude.
Today that motherfucker isn’t just one of the wealthiest men on the planet, he’s also one of the most dangerous.
My family have had no dealings with the Kuzmins since the fallout, yet Jude had details on me he shouldn’t have unless he was part of the plot to punish me.
There’s only one way to check this out and see if what Olivia is saying is true, so I march up to my office, throw myself in my chair and switch on my computer.
It’s time to hack the fuck out of Jude Kuzmin’s files.
I switch on my device and start with a simple search of his name.
The first thing I see is he’s C.E.O of Markov Tech.
Markov Tech as in Olivia Markov.
Fuck,that was the company she was talking about. No wonder Jude wants it.
I know of Markov Tech, I just didn’t connect Olivia with the company when she told me her name. So her grandfather must have been Elmiere Markov, founder of the company and former Bratva Sovientrik in Russia. I’ve heard of him because his Brotherhood did business with the Voirik.
And Jude is C.E.O of his company?