She’s definitely suspicious of something. But Vincent has credibility. I planted him in the L.A. police force years ago. I wasn’t interested in finding a crooked cop and putting him on my payroll; I wanted someone who was already loyal to the Bugrov Bratva infiltrating the department.
Enter Vinny. With his deep brown eyes and dark blonde hair, he looks like a Ken doll in uniform. No one distrusts Ken.
“Mr. Bugrov has licensed security that we can communicate with directly. We—”
The sound of shattering glass has Alyssa jumping in place. She whirls around and her jaw drops when she realizes that it’s coming from her house.
Vincent rips his gun out and makes a very convincing fake call for backup into his walkie-talkie before he turns to me urgently. “Get her to your house and keep her th
