I want to know everything about her. She consumes my every thought, and by the way Julian is looking at me, he sees it too.
“What do you need?” I bark, clearly pissed off, and I think he realizes that because he gives me a nod before motioning to the chair.
“Can I sit down?”
“Yep.” The chair screeches as he pulls it away from the desk, and then he’s lowering his frame into it. “Talk.”
“We need to go over some things.
“I’m listening.”
“First things first, Lorenzo ordered more.”
“Good. That should help make up for the loss of money from the missing order. Did you ever find out what the fuck happened to that shipment?”
“Lost at sea, if you can believe it.”
“I can’t. But it doesn’t matter. Lorenzo has his shit, and since we were able to give him the merchandise we had in the warehouse. No harm, no foul on his part. On ours, however, the lost money is definitely going to hit us where it hurts. We can’t have any other fuckups. This new order better go off without a hitch.”
“It will.”
I drum my fingers on the desk. “Okay, what else is going on?” Hopefully nothing else. After discussing Markov with Nikolai and the heads of other Russian families, I’m ready to call it a day.
“Let’s talk logistics.” Julian looks tense, and I can understand why. A lot rides on Sasha being safe. I might not come out and say it, but Julian knows she means a fuck ton to me.
“Okay.”
“We know Dima is involved. We know he wants the money Roman took, but where do you think it is?”
“Sasha doesn’t know.”
“And you believe her.”
My fist hits the desk. “Yes, I believe her.”
“Then we need to find someone who might know.”
“I want to talk to everyone who knew Roman.”
“That’s going to be hard, seeing as he was working for the Russians too.
“There has to be something we’re missing.” I stand from the chair.
“Where’re you off to?”
“I’m going into the city to talk to Jax. Maybe there’s something on the surveillance footage or another Russian we can get to? Maybe he had another friend.”
“And what do you want to do here? Does Sasha need to be locked up still?”
“Nope. All unsavory characters are gone. However, when I’m with Jax, I’ll discuss upping our security. She’s getting restless. I’m going to see about getting a tracking device for her and hiring more men to secure the property, just in case.”
“You don’t think we have enough men?”
“There are definitely points of entry that aren’t secure. I’m not worried the Russians will come here. It would be suicide. But I’d rather be safe.” I let out a sigh. “I’ll get Jax to take care of it when I’m there. Okay, I’m off to tell her the good news myself.”
I stride out of the room and make my way to hers.
When I enter, I find that she’s still in the same position, still talking to me via the smoke detector.