Bite Me
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Baltazar Kowalski pulled his cell phone out of his back pocket and looked at the text hed just gotten.
One of the men breaking into the reinforced safe in the basement of the banka safe that held millions in diamondsglared at Balt over the ski mask he wore.
Do we really have time for you to chat with your pretty girlfriend? the man whispered in French.
Balt ignored the man and studied the text.
What is it, brother? Kamil asked, his gaze straying from the guards theyd secured and drugged so that they were out cold during the job.
Its from Damons girl. Damon. Their brother was supposed to have been with them on this job. They all did their own individual jobs, of course, but several times a year, the Kowalski brothers worked together. Especially on these kinds of jobs where a lot of money and risk were at stake. And Damon had been the best at organizing and pulling these jobs off without a hitch. So his loss was felt most at this time.
What does she say? Edmund asked.
She wants us to meet her in New York. Now.
The five brothers stared at each other. Olivia wasnt like any of their children. She never contacted them for anything. Had never involved herself in the family business. Before Damons funeral, they hadnt seen her for a good seven years or so. When they did see her, she did no more than wave at them before disappearing with Balts boy, Jake. For waffles, Balt had been told later. Although he could never understand why anyone would go out and get waffles when they had perfectly delicious cobras slithering around the backyard of Damons old house.
No. The Kowalski men had never understood Damons girl . . . including Damon. But Olivia was still family. She was a Kowalski. A strange Kowalski, but still one of them. Which meant only one thing to Balt, Edmund, Kamil, Gustav, Otto, and David.
The brothers locked gazes and, without another word between them, stopped what they were doing and packed up.
The full-humans they were working with looked up at the brothers. Where the hell are you going? one of them asked.
Balt zipped up his black bag, and slung it over his shoulder. He didnt answer the man; there was no point.
Another full-human pulled his .45 and aimed it at Otto. Baltazar stepped in front of his brother and walked up to the man until the gun pressed against Balts chest. He gazed at the full-human and waited. After several seconds, the man looked away. Balt reached over and took the gun from the full-humans grasp.
Nice Glock, Balt said in French. I have one at my house. Then he used the weapon to beat the man whod pointed it at Otto until he was bleeding and sobbing on the ground.
Balt tossed the gun to the ground and motioned to his brothers. Come, he said inEnglish, trying to get used to the difficult language again since they were going to America. We have plane to catch.
CHAPTER 18
Toni stepped away from the Russian bargaining table and walked out into the hallway before answering her phone. It was Livy, which was strange. Livy wasnt really a fan of talking on phones. Shed been known to text when necessary, but that was about it.
Hey, Livy.
Hey.
Everything okay?
Yeah. I need to ask a favor, though.
A favor? Toni frowned. You?
Ive asked for favors before.
Yeah. I guess. Cant really remember one, though.
Can I ask a favor or not?
Okay, okay. No need to get testy. What do you need?
There was a pause, then Livy asked, I need to borrow the brownstone.
The brownstone? Toni wasnt quite sure what Livy was talking about. What brownstone?
The one your parents rent from the wild dogs.
Oh! You mean the wild dog house. At least thats what Tonis family called it. It was a beautiful piece of real estate that the wild dogs could sell for a fortune but instead chose to rent out for an insane amount of money. Of course, Toni had thought her family was only renting it for that one summer when Tonis mother was stalking the Alpha Females adopted son, Johnny. Not literal stalking. Her mother, thankfully, was not interested in Johnny as anything but a music student. A prodigy training a prodigy. But the wild dogs were as protective of their pups as jackals, so it had required a lot more work. Still, Toni thought her parents would stop renting the house once that summer was over and theyd returned to their lives on the West Coast. But her parents were still renting the place, whether they were in it or not, with the logic that they could crash there anytime they were in Manhattan. The wild dogs loved this plan, as well, because they still received their rental payments without having to worry about out-of-control neighbors or squatters.
Yeah. Sure. But are you sure theres nothing wrong?
Nothing you have to worry about. A family thing. But I swear, any damage done to the place, Ill make sure its fixed and perfect before you get back to the States. Okay?
Toni was annoyed Livy had even felt she had to say that to her. Livy had always watched out for Tonis stuff like she was protecting her own. Even more so.
But that was the least of Tonis worries from what Livy had said. A family thing? What family thing?
My family thing. Nothing you have to worry about.
One of the men breaking into the reinforced safe in the basement of the banka safe that held millions in diamondsglared at Balt over the ski mask he wore.
Do we really have time for you to chat with your pretty girlfriend? the man whispered in French.
Balt ignored the man and studied the text.
What is it, brother? Kamil asked, his gaze straying from the guards theyd secured and drugged so that they were out cold during the job.
Its from Damons girl. Damon. Their brother was supposed to have been with them on this job. They all did their own individual jobs, of course, but several times a year, the Kowalski brothers worked together. Especially on these kinds of jobs where a lot of money and risk were at stake. And Damon had been the best at organizing and pulling these jobs off without a hitch. So his loss was felt most at this time.
What does she say? Edmund asked.
She wants us to meet her in New York. Now.
The five brothers stared at each other. Olivia wasnt like any of their children. She never contacted them for anything. Had never involved herself in the family business. Before Damons funeral, they hadnt seen her for a good seven years or so. When they did see her, she did no more than wave at them before disappearing with Balts boy, Jake. For waffles, Balt had been told later. Although he could never understand why anyone would go out and get waffles when they had perfectly delicious cobras slithering around the backyard of Damons old house.
No. The Kowalski men had never understood Damons girl . . . including Damon. But Olivia was still family. She was a Kowalski. A strange Kowalski, but still one of them. Which meant only one thing to Balt, Edmund, Kamil, Gustav, Otto, and David.
The brothers locked gazes and, without another word between them, stopped what they were doing and packed up.
The full-humans they were working with looked up at the brothers. Where the hell are you going? one of them asked.
Balt zipped up his black bag, and slung it over his shoulder. He didnt answer the man; there was no point.
Another full-human pulled his .45 and aimed it at Otto. Baltazar stepped in front of his brother and walked up to the man until the gun pressed against Balts chest. He gazed at the full-human and waited. After several seconds, the man looked away. Balt reached over and took the gun from the full-humans grasp.
Nice Glock, Balt said in French. I have one at my house. Then he used the weapon to beat the man whod pointed it at Otto until he was bleeding and sobbing on the ground.
Balt tossed the gun to the ground and motioned to his brothers. Come, he said inEnglish, trying to get used to the difficult language again since they were going to America. We have plane to catch.
CHAPTER 18
Toni stepped away from the Russian bargaining table and walked out into the hallway before answering her phone. It was Livy, which was strange. Livy wasnt really a fan of talking on phones. Shed been known to text when necessary, but that was about it.
Hey, Livy.
Hey.
Everything okay?
Yeah. I need to ask a favor, though.
A favor? Toni frowned. You?
Ive asked for favors before.
Yeah. I guess. Cant really remember one, though.
Can I ask a favor or not?
Okay, okay. No need to get testy. What do you need?
There was a pause, then Livy asked, I need to borrow the brownstone.
The brownstone? Toni wasnt quite sure what Livy was talking about. What brownstone?
The one your parents rent from the wild dogs.
Oh! You mean the wild dog house. At least thats what Tonis family called it. It was a beautiful piece of real estate that the wild dogs could sell for a fortune but instead chose to rent out for an insane amount of money. Of course, Toni had thought her family was only renting it for that one summer when Tonis mother was stalking the Alpha Females adopted son, Johnny. Not literal stalking. Her mother, thankfully, was not interested in Johnny as anything but a music student. A prodigy training a prodigy. But the wild dogs were as protective of their pups as jackals, so it had required a lot more work. Still, Toni thought her parents would stop renting the house once that summer was over and theyd returned to their lives on the West Coast. But her parents were still renting the place, whether they were in it or not, with the logic that they could crash there anytime they were in Manhattan. The wild dogs loved this plan, as well, because they still received their rental payments without having to worry about out-of-control neighbors or squatters.
Yeah. Sure. But are you sure theres nothing wrong?
Nothing you have to worry about. A family thing. But I swear, any damage done to the place, Ill make sure its fixed and perfect before you get back to the States. Okay?
Toni was annoyed Livy had even felt she had to say that to her. Livy had always watched out for Tonis stuff like she was protecting her own. Even more so.
But that was the least of Tonis worries from what Livy had said. A family thing? What family thing?
My family thing. Nothing you have to worry about.
