Page 86 of Toxic Salvation
“Vasily? What are you doing here?”
“I called Pavel. Tracked you down. I have sensitive information that’s meant for your ears only.”
“You’re supposed to be with Ihor right now.”
“I faked being sick to get out of my shift this morning. He thinks I’m back home, spewing my guts out.” Vasily glances around the parking lot nervously.
“Tell me.”
“I overheard a conversation Ihor had last night. He mentioned sending Yana out of the city.”
That gets my attention. Yana has been a thorn in my side since the custody hearing, but she’s also been predictable. Keeping her close where I can watch her has been preferable to letting her disappear into the wind.
“What else did he say?”
“That wherever he plans on sending her needs to have an extra room. He hasn’t decided where to send her yet, but he’s looking at places with two bedrooms minimum.”
I’m less concerned about the location and more concerned about the whole second room business. Who is he planning on sending with Yana? My best guess is Luka.
Over my dead fucking body.
I slap Vasily on the back. “You did good bringing this to me. Go back to your post and play your part. We can’t let Ihor get wind of the fact that you might be working for me. Now, go.”
Vasily doesn’t wait to be told twice. He hurries away and disappears around the corner while I get into my SUV.
“Was that Vasily I just saw?” Osip asks the moment I settle into the passenger seat.
I nod. “Pavel told him where to find me. He had dirt on Ihor and his plans.”
“Bad news?”
“Not if we can stop it.” I pull out my phone and scroll through my contacts. “Do you have the details on Vesper’s guard detail? I want two new rotations put in. If they’re on duty too long, they get sloppy.”
Osip opens the new schedule on his phone and passes it to me. “I’ve already added in the new rotations.”
I scan the names on the roster. “Take Vlad and Dominik off and replace them with more serious men. I need professionals on this. Those two are too young and careless.”
I hand Osip back his phone. He takes it silently, but I can see the irritation written all over his face. “Do you know how long it took me to get that roster arranged?”
“Just replace those two.”
He mumbles something under his breath as he removes Vlad and Dominic from the schedule.
“What was that?” I demand.
He pipes down but throws me a dirty look. “Shouldn’t you be at home, cuddling up with your woman? Didn’t you two just make up?”
“How do you know?”
“Please.” Osip rolls his eyes, but there’s a cheeky smile breaking through his grumpiness. “We heard the two of you last night. And the night before that. And the night before that. Wouldn’t have pegged the good doctor for a screamer.”
I shoot him a warning glare. “It’s bad enough that I have to be away from her. I don’t need to hear this shit from you.”
“Is this what you’re like in love? Because it’s not a big improvement.”
I’m about to respond when my phone starts ringing. Seeing Jeremy Fleming’s name on my screen sends alarm bells through my entire system.
“Fuck.” I answer on the second ring. “Jeremy. The fuck do you want?”
