[Aldo]
“Me neither,” Dawn says out of the side of her mouth. “There’s something they’re not telling us. Something they know.”
We both share a look of caution toward one another. Are we in the depths of a trap? Could this all be a move to force Luca’s hand?
The thought suddenly strikes me and scares the s**t out of me. What if that’s the whole point? What if the other Russians were trying to warn us?
My mind goes into overdrive as I come to a stop in front of the group. I can instantly see who Sergei is. He’s a wolf of a man. Standing over six feet, thick gray hair and a beard, all groomed, and a suit that barely stretches across his barrel chest. He’s sixty-five but looks like he’d put me in the ground with ease. He’s covered in tattoos.
We share one last look and get out. I immediat
