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I brace myself for whatever it is he’s about to share with me.
“Thirty years ago, your father surrendered two of his properties back in Russia over to Ivanov.” He sets his glass back down on the table.
“Surrendered?”
“We couldn’t find any trace of any money being exchanged.”
“He just handed them over?” This doesn’t make any sense.
“It looks like it.”
“Those properties would have been worth a fortune. Why the fuck would he just hand them over? Was he being blackmailed?”
My father was the most powerful Pakhan in New York. It would have taken a very powerful man to blackmail him.
“I’m still looking into that. I knew your father well, and this doesn’t add up.”
“I need to know everything you can find out about this Igor Ivanov.”
Asim nods before getting to his feet.
“Good to see you again, Alexei.” He reaches out a hand for me to shake before slipping out of the booth.
I down the rest of my drink and order a full round ready for my brothers’ arrival.
Dimitri takes Asim’s vacant space ten minutes later. “Uh oh, you looked pissed.”
Danil slides in beside me, and Mikhail takes the spot beside Dimitri.
We’re all wearing identical black suits, our hair styled into neat parts. Though Mikhail and Danil are clean shaven, Dimitri and myself are sporting more stubble than usual.
There’s no denying the Koslov genes are strong.
“Asim just left.”
Mikhail nods. “Did he have anything useful to say?”
I quickly fill them in on the information Asim shared with me.
Dimitri looks pissed as hell, leaning back in the booth and bracing his hands against the table, his large biceps flexing beneath his shirt.
Danil glances between me and Dimitri. “What does this mean?”
“Igor clearly had something on Papochka, something big.”
Dimitri frowns. “It makes no sense, he never mentioned this guy.”
I shrug as I swirl my vodka around my glass to keep my hands busy.
“He kept a lot from us,” I remind him. “We were kids.”
“A heads up would’ve been nice.”
“Yeah, well, murder can be a bitch. People can’t plan for it.”
Dimitri takes that as his cue to drop the subject.
“Any word on Ricci?”
