VIKTOR
THIRTY MINUTES LATER - PRIVATE AIRFIELD
The jet was warming up when I arrived, my security team are already loading the equipment and weapons. Twenty of my best men, are armed to the teeth, ready to tear Montenegro apart to find one nineteen-year-old girl who hated my guts.
Worth it. She was worth all of it.
Alexei caught up to me as I headed for the stairs. "Boss, we have an update."
I stopped, my heart in my throat. "Did you find her?"
"Not exactly. But..." He pulled up something on his tablet. "We traced her movements over the past three weeks. There's something you need to know."
"What?"
"She's been going to the same pharmacy every few days. Always buying the same things." He showed me a list of purchases. "Crackers. Ginger tea. Anti-nausea medication. And three days ago
