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“I don’t want to alarm you,” Harry says to me. “But while you were at the lodge, someone injected a tracker beneath your skin.”
“What?” I pull the sleeve back and look at the red patch. “What the fuck!” I look at them. “Get it out.”
“We were told to leave it in.” Lucien looks at me apologetically.
My jaw drops as I realize what’s going on. “You’re using me as bait.”
Before any of them can answer, there’s a commotion outside.
Lucien sighs, stands, and goes to the window, turning toward me. “It seems your bodyguard has found us.”
Before Lucien even has a chance to move from the window, Temur bursts through the door, a handgun in each hand.
“Back the fuck away from Isabella, Lucien!” Temur sneers. “Isabella, are you okay?”
“I’m fine!” I wave from the sofa. “Just having tea and cookies.” I look at him. “What took you so long.”
“I had a stop to make along the way,” Temur states and glares at Lucien. “Your uncle is not happy with you extracting Isabella the way you did.”
“I didn’t extract Isabella,” Lucien informs him. “I saved Isabella. It was Lev that tried to kidnap her—again.”
“Yet here we are,” Temur points out. “At the Popov Estate in Fairbanks, Alaska.”
“Popov Estate?” My brow creases, and I look at Lucien. “Did my brother buy this estate? You said it was soon going to belong to him.”
“No.” Lucien shakes his head. “Grigory Belov’s mother was a Popov, and Konstantin is their only living heir.”
“If my brother has so much pedigree murder blood in him, then why isn’t he the one making the alliances?”
“He isn’t a Moretti, nor has he got any claim to Velvet Transport,” Lucien tells me. “He’s also not the one your mother left her NeuroFamily formulas to and all her secrets.”
“You said my brother had to come here with me,” I remind him.
“Yes, so he can claim his Popov inheritance,” Lucien answers. “But he’d already figured out who he was.”
“Miss Isabella?” A petite lady walks into the lounge and stops when she sees Temur standing with his pistols pointed at Harry and Lucien. “Oh my.”
“Temur!” I hiss. “Put your guns down.”
“Not until they tell me why they were anywhere near the woman’s shelter!” Temur says. “Roman said he hadn’t told you where to find Isabella.”
“We were tracking Stacy and Lev as per my grandmother’s orders,” Lucien tells us. “You are welcome to check. When I saw he was going for Isabella, Karla ordered me to extract her and bring her here.”
“How did you find me?” I look at Temur suspiciously.
“You have trackers in your boots, hat, gloves, coat, and…” He looks a little uncomfortable. “Bra.”
“Jesus, Temur!” I hiss. “That’s fucking overkill.” But in my heart, I don’t care. I feel a lot safer with him here. “But thank you for finding me.”
“Of course.” Temur leans forward and tells me, holstering his guns and looking at the woman who walked in the door. “What do you want with Isabella?”
“I have the viewing room ready for her with the box she was meant to receive.” The woman’s eyes meet mine. “If you’d come this way?”
I stand and look at the rest of my cookies and tea.
“I have fresh tea, cookies, and something to eat in the room,” she tells me.
I follow her out of the room and step into a beautiful entry hall, but I hardly have time to take it in. I’m rushed to the end of the hallway and let into what looks to be a cinema room. There is an intricately carved wooden box on the one seat, a gas fireplace keeping the room warm, and the smell of food hits me, making my stomach rumble when I see a food trolley near the door.
