Page 18 of Merciless Sinner

I march over to my laptop on the desk and open my tracking software. The setup I have on here is more sophisticated than the one I was using on my phone.

As my men had a head start on me, I got them to follow Petr, but they lost sight of him. I managed to run his license plates through my systems, and I tracked his car to a bar on the other side of the city.

I went there and found the fucking car, but no sign of Petr or Olivia.

My immediate thought was that he must have had a driver who took them to one of the four houses listed in his name. Or they went somewhere else I don’t know about.

The worry of the latter sent me back here to up my game and utilize my hacking skills. I have facial recognition software on my laptop and other tracking systems that I hope can help me.

Outside of that, I hope Olivia doesn't follow through with Petr’s plans for her. But the fear in my gut tells me she might not have a choice.

Petr might not have the same powers as me, but he’s still a man of power who didn’t like it one bit that I showed him up.

I connect my facial recognition software to the tracking pixel and hack into the city’s surveillance. If a camera picked them up, I’ll know about it. The only problem is that this could take time.

There's a knock on my door.

That will be Dante, my best friend. On my way here, I got a message from him letting me know he'd just arrived in Monte Carlo. I wasn't expecting him to come here, but I shouldn't be surprised. We always have each other's backs. It was a given that he'd be here for me in my time of need. Although there's nothing much he can do right now, his support gives me strength.

I rush to open the door, and there he is, standing on the other side carrying a duffle bag.

People always mistake us for twins because of the similarity in our appearance. We have the same hair color, eye color, height, and build. We're also the same age and both covered in tattoos.

We grew up like brothers and have known each other since our childhood days spent in Russia.

“Hey.” He reaches out a hand to shake mine.

I give him a firm handshake and step aside to let him in.

We walk into the living room and sit on the sofas by my laptop.

“I'm glad you could make it,” I tell him.

“Sorry I couldn’t get here sooner. I just had to take care of some things so business could run without us for a few days.”

“I appreciate that.”

Dante and I run a couple of very successful night clubs together. But that’s not the only business he’s referring to. In the Bratva world, he’s the Pakhan of the Zaitsev Brotherhood, while I’m the Sovientrik—second-in-command to my father in the Kuznetsov Brotherhood. Dante is also the leader of the Creed, which is an alliance of twelve crime lords. In the Creed, I’m his second-in-command.

“No worries. So, what’s happening?” Dante asks. “Did you see Olivia tonight?”

My last update to him was about yesterday morning at the café.

“I saw her and spoke to her, but she doesn’t remember me at all. Neither does she trust me.” I release a haggard sigh. “And I lost her again, Dante.”

Worry washes over his face. “What happened?”

Quickly, I fill him in on what transpired with Petr.

“I thought I would have been able to keep guys on him and track them, but I haven’t.” I grit my teeth. “I shouldn’t have let her go with him.”

“I understand your worry, given the circumstances and her reasons for being with Petr. But did she look like she was in danger?”

I bite down hard on my back teeth. “No. If she had, there’s no way I would have let her go with him.”

“Exactly, so you did the right thing. It sounds like it was best, too, if she didn’t trust you. The worst thing you could have done is chase her.”

“I don’t want that motherfucker to touch her.” I straighten. “And if he puts his fucking dick anywhere near her, Iwillkill him.”

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