King of the Underworld (RJ Kane)

Chapter 109

Chapter One Hundred Nine Sephie

We left Armando and Glana to relax. Viktor made arrangements for someone to pick up sandwiches for

them. They could eat and relax the rest of the evening. We walked to the other side of the floor to Mr.

Turner’s apartment. I knocked on his door and waited. No answer. I knocked one more time. I looked at

Viktor, “What time is it?”

“5:50,” he said.

“He should be home by now,” I said, somewhat perplexed.

I walked across the hall to Ms. Jackson’s apartment and knocked bij her door. We heard movement

inside, then she opened the door.

“Oh, my! Either I just died and you boys are here to escort me to the other side or you’re really standing

there!” she exclaimed, clutching her chest.

I laughed. “It’s really us, Ms. Jackson. We’re real.” I walked to her, hugging her. I missed this woman.

“Get in here. You’re a sight for sore eyes. And I’m happy to see you too, child.” She laughed as she

ushered us all in her apartment. When we walked in, Mr. Turner was sitting at her table.

“Miss Sephie! It’s better than wonderful to see you again!” He stood up to give me a hug. I always felt

like he was the grandfather I never knew. I hugged him tightly. He offered his hand to Viktor and Ivan.

“It’s good to see you both as well. I knew there had to be something to the reports that your boss had

died. I just couldn’t believe it.”

Ivan nodded, cutting his eyes to me. “It did not go completely to plan, but ultimately it worked out.” He

slid his arm around my shoulders as he was talking. I leaned my head against his shoulder.

“Don’t make me have to kick your a ss in front of them,” I said under my breath. He coughed but held it

together.

Ms. Jackson asked, “where have you guys been? You had to go somewhere to lay low for a while, I’m

sure. Did you need people

to believe he was dead?”

Viktor nodded, surprised at her response. They still didn’t know about her past. I would let her tell them

about that, when and if she was ready. Even without her past as a spy, she was still a very astute

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“But everyone is fine and alive? We haven’t lost any eye candy, have we? I have big plans for Bingo,

you know.”

We all laughed. Ivan looked very seriously at her. “Name the time and place, Ms. Jackson. We will

gladly accompany you.” Viktor nodded in agreement.

She blushed, laughing. “Lord, I don’t think you’re ready for the number of heart attacks you’ll be

responsible for.”

We spent a few more minutes visiting with them both before taking our leave. I knew Viktor and Ivan

had to be exhausted. I also knew Adrik would be glad for the interruption when I went back to his office.

Almost as glad as I would be to deliver that interruption.

We stepped onto the elevator and were immediately hit with the strongest perfume smell. I coughed as

the doors closed, barely able to breathe. As I pulled my shirt over my nose, I had a flash of the

sidewalk by the hotel where Mt. Turner worked. I could see Misha one step in front of me, looking back

to me just as we were both hit. Why am I thinking about that day? I shook my

head, trying to let go of those thoughts

My brain shifted to the night of the ball, in the bathroom, when I verheard the two women talking about

Adrik. Something felt familiar. I looked at Viktor and Ivan, who were looking at each other, knowingly.

The elevator doors couldn’t open fast enough for them. Ivan took my hand in his as he led me toward

Adrik’s office quickly. The smell of perfume was getting stronger, the closer to the office we got.

When we walked through the door to his office, I was not emotionally prepared to find another woman

sitting on the edge of his desk. He had pushed his chair to the complete opposite end of his desk, like

he was trying to get away from her. He looked angry but was trying to control it. Ivan glanced at me, a

look of concern on his face. I felt his grip on my hand tighten slightly. I smirked at him, knowing he was

worried I was about to lose my shi t on this woman.

As soon as Adrik saw us, he stood, walking around the opposite side of his desk to stay as far from her

as he could. He held his arm out for me, a look of relief on his face. I went to him, tucking myself into

his side. He looked worried, like Ivan did. He held me against him tightly.

“Who’s this?” I tried to be as calm as possible, but I know they all heard the slight edge of anger to my

voice.

She had turned to face us when we walked in the office. She was barely wearing any clothes. Her skirt

was so short and so tight. that it barely covered her. She had what basically amounted to a bra on that

only covered her breasts. Her stomach and shoulders were completely bare. Doesn’t she ever get

cold? She looked like she shopped at the same store that Armando’s ex- girlfriend shopped at. She

had long black hair that fell almost to her barely covered a ss. Her olive skin was on full display. She

was short, thin. She likely watched what she ate, to keep her thin frame, but she’d definitely never

picked up a weight. There wasn’t a muscle on her.

Ivan took one step toward her, causing a look of fear to come across her face. “Vanessa,” he said. I

could hear the hatred. dripping from his voice as he said her name. It didn’t help that he looked like a

giant compared to her diminutive frame. “You’re not leaving until you give us that key fob back.”

She looked angry, but tried to mask it. “I don’t have a key fob. The elevator was open.”