The Untouchables (Ruthless People 2)

“Neal, please stay, or at least bring Ethan so we can all take photos.”

“I’ll see you at home, Olivia,” he said as Fedel held open the door for him. “But don’t forget it was my idiot brother who took your useless father and made him President.”

The door shut. Fedel’s eyes burned into mine before he got into the driver’s seat.

“UGH!” I screamed as his tail lights faded out of the garage. It made me want to take off my Prada pumps and throw them after him.

Just as I was turning around, a black Lincoln came up slowly. Stepping forward, I waited until I could see my reflection in the tinted glass. The door opened, waiting for me to take a seat. Taking a deep breath, I slid in. “So I finally get to meet the face behind the voice.”

He turned to me. His graying hair, deep brown eyes and crisp suit all looked so familiar to me. He sat there drinking from his crystal cup, completely relaxed and amused.

“Olivia Colemen Callahan. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He gave me his hand, but I didn’t shake. I just waited.

“The moment Liam was arrested, you popped up. And I think you’re the one who got the judge to sign off declining his bail. So, who are you? I’ve seen your face before…are you a rival boss?”

He smiled, shaking his head and staring out the window. “No, I’m not a rival boss. Or at least not a boss of the Mafia.”

“Then who are you?”

Reaching in his pocket, he pulled out a small card and handed it to me.

Avian Doers, director of the FBI.

Shit.

“I want a deal.”

“Flip it over, my dear,” he said, leaning back.

It felt like it had taken me longer than it should have to flip the business card over with my red nails. But when I did, I froze. He had written his true name on it.

“You’re Ivan,” I whispered.

“Now, let’s talk about a different type of deal.”