“Come on,” he murmurs, throwing me a fresh shirt, which I imagine belongs to him. “Put this on and let’s go and discuss what you can do for me.”
Heat slams into me as I wonder what more he could want, and then I realize he’s talking about with my father. Shame coils through me as I throw the shirt on and button it up, following him out of the dungeon toward freedom, but I fear I may have just sunk myself deeper into captivity.
6
VALERY
Konstantin folds out a map on the large boardroom table at our headquarters, glancing at me.
“If the information you got from Anya is correct, then this is the entrance in and out of his estate without detection.” He points to the western corner of the house where Anya claims there’s a ventilation duct cover that is easy to pry free and big enough for my men to get inside. Heat radiates through my gut at the mention of what I got from Anya, as it wasn’t only information.
That beautiful angel took my cock down her throat like a fucking pro, and I’ve hardly been able to think of anything else. I’ve not told Konstantin my plan for her yet, not until we get the upper hand on Grigory first.
I don’t know if I trust her yet, but I believe she hates her father enough to betray him. The only way we’re going to defeat Grigory is to infiltrate the heart of his operations, his home. I hate to admit it, but Konstantin is right that we don’t have the manpower to take him on head to head in a war on the streets.
A war on the streets would be long and bloody, but this idea is ingenious if it works. It would fast track us to success faster than I ever could have imagined.
“Do you think Anya is telling the truth?” Konstantin asks.
“Honestly? Yes, because her father has basically left her to the wolves with that price on my head and she knows it.”
“You told her about the reward.” He looks surprised.
“I needed something to bargain with.”
He nods, but he doesn’t look convinced by my actions. “How many men are going to enter?”
“A small group. We just need to make it to his study here and steal his ledgers.” I tap the area on the map where Anya assures me his study is.
The blueprints were easy to obtain from the construction company, but they didn’t have the details of what each room was and that’s where Anya came in.
“Who do you want on this mission?”
I tap my chin, considering it. “You and me, obviously.”
He nods as if that’s a given.
“And get Dimitry and Aleksei briefed and ready to move tonight.”
“Tonight? Isn’t that a bit hasty?”
I shake my head. “No, we can’t delay. Grigory will hate that I’ve made him look weak by taking his daughter and evading his reward for well over forty-eight hours.” I run a hand across the back of my neck as I walk to the dresser on the far right wall and pour myself a large vodka, tipping it back. “The faster we strike, the better.”
“Okay, but do we need to have backup stationed outside in case things go south?”
I glance at Konstantin, as he’s being rather pessimistic, which isn’t like him. “It won’t go south, but you can have a group of three men stationed in a van on the perimeter for safety.”
He nods, looking thankful that I didn’t disagree with having backup close. “Leave it to me and I’ll arrange it. What time do you want to meet and where?”
“Meet back here in three hours. We’ll get there just for nightfall, as it will be easier to infiltrate in the shadow of dusk.”
Konstantin nods and bows. “Yes, sir.” He walks away, leaving me to my own chaotic thoughts.
Tonight could go wrong and I might not walk out alive, and for some reason, that thought drives me to head upstairs to pay the caged angel a visit.
I walk out of my study and head down the corridor toward the plush carpeted staircase that leads to the bedrooms on the second floor.
Anya is in a small room that sits to the right of my bedroom, as I wanted her to be close.