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“Hey, you look tired,” I comment walking inside and dropping onto her bed.
She frowns. “Thanks, Soph. Real nice.”
“I’m just telling you like I see it. You’ve got bags under your eyes.”
“Yeah, I barely slept in Moscow. It was so fucking cold.”
I shrug. I’ve only been to Moscow once. For my mom’s funeral. I tend to stay away anything Russian related. I don’t even speak the language. I never tried to learn.
“So what’s up with you?” Katerina asks. “What were you up to while I was gone?”
“Nothing much. Except I had mind blowing sex with this guy I met on a rooftop.”
Katerina looks at me, her mouth falling open. “You get up to the craziest things. Who is he?”
“I’m not sure. He said his name was Tony but that’s all I got.”
She frowns. “You had sex with him and you don’t even know his last name?”
“It was an in the moment thing. Plus, I only told him my first name as well.”
“Duh. Because if you say Mincetti, he’ll immediately know who you are.”
“Maybe not. Not everyone has information on the ongoings of the crime syndicates in New York. Anyway, that doesn’t matter. The point is, he was so fine, Kat. Like really good looking and that man can fuck.”
Katerina wrinkles her nose. I feel a little bad sometimes, teasing her with stuff like this. But she has to live vicariously through me if she won’t live on her own.
She sighs, “I worry about you sometimes.”
“It’s fine. It was just sex. I’ll probably never even see me again.”
My sister raises an eyebrow. “And why do you sound sad about that?”
“No, I don’t.”
She smirks before turning back to her laptop, “Enough about hook ups and hot men. Tell me about work. What’s new?”
“Cain gave some of our drugs to a guy in the Russo family.”
“A Russo? Really? That’s exactly what we don’t need right now,” she groans.
“I handled it,” I assure her.
“Seriously, I wish we could rid ourselves of both that family and the De Lucas. I’ve been monitoring their movements and something strange is going on. The consigliere hasn’t been seen at any of their hideouts in days and neither has his son. I think they know.”
“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” I tell her, getting to my feet. “So what if they find out something that happened fifteen years ago. They might not take it that seriously.”
I grab a cup of water.
“Soph, don’t be naïve. Now that they’re strong enough, I’m sure they’ll come after us on principle.”
I know she’s right, I only said that to comfort her. Her fingers glide across the keyboard.
“Anthony Legan worries me,” she mutters. “He’s dangerous.”
I’m taking a sip of water when my eyes land on the screen of her laptop and I swear my heart stops and I almost scream.
“What the actual fuck?” I sputter, moving closer to the screen.
