But her cousin also admired him for that.
Someone like that was rare, at least for people like them.
“However, if he continues to harass you, then I will take him out.”
The words were a cold promise that sent a chill up her spine.
But she believed him.
Aleksandr didn’t make idle promises.
10
Colm had that itch again.
He remembered Sofia telling him he should go to a pharmacy and get a cream for it.
But there was only one cure for this itch...
Seeing her.
Christ.
He closed his eyes for a moment. This was insane. She wasn’t his. She’d made it clear that she was with Oleg.
And he’d walked away.
He hadn’t been back to Solynshko since. Finn was currently watching Miller while he was at this meeting with Rogan.
Finally, the meeting ended, and he followed Rogan out to the car, where Cillian was waiting for them. They all got in before Colm drove them away.
Rogan was quiet, keeping his thoughts to himself as Colm thought of all the ways he could get rid of Oleg.
He could make it look like an accident.
If he got rid of the body, no one would ever find it.
But there was still the issue of who Sofia was. And who he wasn’t.
Would Aleksandr Anisimov let her date someone who wasn’t Russian?
Headlights shone brightly in the rear-view mirror, nearly blinding him.
What the hell?
“What the fuck is this asshole doing?” he muttered.
Smash!
Motherfucker had just purposefully rammed into them!
“Can you lose him?” Rogan asked tensely.
Colm swerved into one street, then quickly moved into another. What the fuck? Why wouldn’t this asshole get off his ass?
Who the hell was he?
“He’s still on me, Boss.”