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“Um, Elena, your eyes look really…weird.”
A calmness settled over her. It centered her, pointing her in one direction, and giving her a mission. One she would gladly accept.
“Get in the car and lock the doors,” she commanded.
The second Katya got into the car Elena took the bat out of the trunk.
Katya gasped and sprung up. “Oh my God, wait! You can’t!”
Yes, she could. She was fury and retribution.
She ignored Katya calling after her, she ignored the screeching tires of Baran’s car coming around the corner. All rational thought left her mind as she stepped up to the damn house with the damn petunias.
She kept her finger on the doorbell until the door opened. A smooth-looking guy in his twenties opened the door. His khakis were pristine, as was his boyish haircut and cute boy-next-door look.
“What the hell is with the ringing?”
Afterward, she wasn’t sure what had set her off: his belligerent tone or his alcohol breath. She told herself that she hadn’t intended to smash his knee with the bat. Neither had she meant to kick him in the nuts with her pointy shoes, but that was exactly what happened.
He went down, hard. His screams filled the silent night.
“How do you like that?” she yelled. “Like how it feels? Do you like how it feels?”
He scooted backward into the hallway. “You crazy bitch!”
Neither the fear in his voice nor the pain in his eyes was enough. She followed him inside.
“This is for Katya.” Thump. Thump. “And this is for all the other women you’ve hit before her, you jackass.”
There had been no one to help her, but she’d be damned if she would just stand by and let this one go. This evening, this time and place, it felt like it was meant to happen. Lady Justice might be tardy at times, but eventually, she caught up with you.
CHAPTER 24
VIKING
Viking made his rounds at the club, the shops they had deals with, and some other venues they were exploiting. Yuri was by his side, collecting money and info, giving him side glances now and then. He continued doing so when they got back into the car.
“Everything okay, boss?” Yuri asked as he got behind the wheel. He was clearly wondering why he was joining him on these basic errands that weren’t brigadier-worthy.
“Yeah. Now stop looking so worried, like some helicopter mom.”
Yuri’s hovering was getting on his nerves. Couldn’t a man have a bad day in peace? He just needed to get out of his head. Keep himself busy, because being in a foul mood didn’t begin to cover how he felt. This marriage thing had turned out to be harder than he’d thought. Once again, Elena was messing with his head. Dark thoughts settled in his mind, all centered around one curvy woman and the things he wanted to do to her, with her. Deprived, vile things that would feed his beast, but at what cost? Not the time, not the place.
He motioned for Yuri to drive. “You got any word on Pedro yet?” It wasn’t possible for that piece of scum to go undetected for this long. Not with their extensive resources. And certainly not while he was declared an outcast by his own family. Which meant someone was helping him. Someone outside the Morelli family. Who else would be stupid enough to aid a burned man on the Romanov Bratva’s death list?
“No one has seen him.” Yuri gave him a side glance. “You sure you’re okay, boss?”
“Why wouldn’t I be okay?”
“It’s just that, you know…”
“No, I don’t fucking know. Please enlighten me.”
Yuri shrugged. “You look pissed and confused, and…”
“It was a rhetorical question,” Viking growled.
“You didn’t say that.”
