Stalked By the Mob (Miami Mafia 1)

Chapter26

When I got back to the car after meeting with Raphael, I had multiple missed messages and calls from Daisy.

Borya is at my apartment.

I know this because I saw him with the cameras you have set up.

Not cool, btw.

Where are you?

Now you're not stalking me???

Seriously???

I need to get Becks.

I'm getting her. Call me ASAP.

And that wasthe last message from her. "Fuck!" I screamed, causing all my men and a few of Raphael’s outside of his club to turn and see what was wrong.

I hit the button to call Daisy back. If she were on the way to her apartment, there was no reason she wouldn't answer immediately.

Nothing.

The world around me felt like it was tilting on its axis. Daisy was gone and wasn't answering her phone. Motherfucker. If something to happened to her, brother or not, I was going to kill Boyra.

I dialed his burner phone next. I never expected him to even have it on him, let alone answer, but on the first ring, his voice came over the line. "Da."

He almost never spoke in Russian. We were fluent but our accents were fucking terrible.

If he was answering the phone in Russian, there was a reason. He had been at Daisy's apartment, and now she wasn't answering the phone, and he was answering it incognito. "Are you with her?" I purposefully didn't use her name.

"I can't speak right now," he answered in Russian.

This was the most cordial he'd been to me since he'd come back to the country, which was ironic, because I wanted to put a bullet in his head. "If anything happens to her, I'm going to-"

"I don't have time for this."

"You cock sucking, intestine eating, waste of-" I broke off when I realized that the phone call wasn’t disconnected.

Borya wasn't working against me for some reason. He was trying to help me.

I just had to hope it wasn't too little too late.