Page 204 of Dirty Pleasures


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I nodded and rubbed my closed eyes. “I talked to David. I expect him here in a few days.”

“You do not sound surprised that I am coming.”

“With Maxwell’s condition, I assumed you would be.”

“But did you assume how much Tisha would fuck this up—”

“He is new to this—”

“They harmed the mother of my child!”

“Valentina is fine—”

“My homey. . .”

His what?

I opened my eyes, unsure of where he was about to go with those words.

“My brother. . .is in a coma—”

“He is not in a coma. . .at least. . .the doctor believes he will wake soon.”

“Kazimir. . .”

“Yes, Misha.”

“I need you to listen to me.”

I let out a long breath, knowing that I wasn’t going to like his next words.

“Put Tisha on a plane, send him to somewhere remote and very, very fucking far away, and do not tell me where—”

“Tisha will remain by my side—”

“He will not!”

I began rubbing the side of my head.

Ava’s soft voice sounded in the background again.

I wished I could talk to her privately.

Please get him calm. We will have enough hot heads in New Orleans. We do not need anymore.

Misha cleared his throat. “Put Tisha and his men on a plane to anywhere that is far and very—”

“We need him and his men—”

“Oh really?” This deadly silence hit the line and then Misha growled, “Understood, Kazimir.”

I raised one eyebrow. “Understood?”

“When I see him, I will kill him.”

I frowned.

“It is what I want to do anyway. This gives me permission—”

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