Page 18 of Used By the Merciless Bratva
11:02 a.m.
I dialed Dimitri’s number; he picked up on the first ring.
“Bring the car around.”
“Okay, Boss.”
Grabbing my suit, I left my office.
***
I stared at the flames dancing over the burning pile of Katria’s things in the back garden. I had recovered her bag from my men as soon as I got back into the house. The burner phone, her personal smartphone, and other copies of archived documents that I found in the folded envelope made up the small pile. The small black bag itself and the single sheet of the Sivella ownership were the only things I spared.
I wanted everything gone as quickly as possible. I had to ensure that no one could reach or locate her.
Luka came out of the back door with a transparent file in his hand.
“This is all we found there, Boss,” he disclosed, walking over to hand me the file.
“All these came from the storage locker?”
“Yes, Boss.”
I nodded as I opened the file to examine the small stack of documents.
Most of the papers pertained to the holding company, from maintenance bills with Kyle’s name on them to building plans.
Why did he hold on to these?
From what I knew of Bratva traitors, they hid their acquired or apportioned properties far away from them so they wouldn’t be suspected. Even when they knew their covers had been blown, they often resorted to transferring whatever they had gotten or stolen from the Bratva to their most distant family or friends- places that were untraceable.
Maybe because it had nothing to do with his betrayal.
That was the most likely explanation. Sivella Holdings had been in existence for years before we saw the records that made us know he was betraying us. His rights and all the income he got from the holding company were his honest earnings.
Or maybe he kept every one of the documents as proof in case we tried to deny his daughter.
He has no idea how much risk he has put his beloved beneficiary in.
I put the documents back in the file and tossed it into the fire.
“What’s the update?” I asked Luka.
“Some of our rivals have already sniffed out the reactivation of Sivella Holdings. The information is spreading fast; we can’t do much about keeping it contained anymore. I gotintel that some factions, especially Osiniov and Sointsevskaya, have put out feelers. If they manage to grab her by any chance, we’ll lose control over the situation,” he revealed.
I nodded, my eyes not leaving the fire.
“They won’t, by any chance, manage to grab her,” Matvey’s voice sounded from the back door. “She will be Danil’s wife very soon. He’ll protect her with his life.”
I looked up from the diminishing flame to see Matvey and Konstantin approach.
“He has a date already. You already left when he said it. They’re getting married in a week,” Konstantin informed our older brother, who raised a brow and nodded.
“Wait, why are you here again? I have a valid reason to be here. What’s yours?” Konstantin asked, turning partially to face Matvey.
“And what purpose would my explanation to you serve, kid brother?” Matvey inquired.
As they bantered, I folded my arms as I remembered the first time I laid my eyes on Katria Wolfe.
