VIKTOR'S POV
TWO HOURS LATER
The café was easy to surveil. It is a small, family-owned cafe, situated on a quiet street in the old town. Through the window, I could see Bella moving between tables, taking orders, while clearly forcing her smiles for customers.
She looked exhausted. Albeit beautiful, but still exhausted.
And pregnant with my baby.
"Boss, we have a problem." One of my men...Dmitri...appeared beside me, his expression grim. "We just sighted Sokolov's people. There are four men, that are heavily armed, approaching from the east."
My blood ran cold. "How far?"
"Two blocks. Maybe three minutes out."
Fuck. We were out of time.
"Change of plans," I snapped into my comm. "We move now. Alexei, cover the back exit. Dmitri, you're with me. Everyone else, create a perimeter an
