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Dirty Liars by Sydney Lea (1)


 

Nikolai leaned against the bar of the night club with a drink in hand, the cool liquid sliding its way down his throat as the lights pulsed and the music blared. Beside him, his partner Travis chatted with some brunette whose tits seemed bigger than her brain from the way their conversation had deteriorated. Nikolai gave them five more minutes before the chick dragged Travis to the bathroom to finish things off.

"Jesus Christ, man, just do her already, would you? We’ve got work to do," he muttered and finished off the last of his drink.

The woman threw him a withering glare and attempted to be affronted by his comment as though that hadn’t been her endgame to begin with.

"Ignore him, sweetheart. The man’s on edge because he hasn’t had the pleasure of a Tesoro like you in a while." Travis chuckled, nuzzling the woman’s neck and whispering something Nikolai couldn’t hear. Given her intense reaction, he was kind of glad.

“Travis,” he warned.

The other man sighed. "Why don’t we finish this...elsewhere, Tracey?"

“It’s Stacey,” she said with a frown, her brows smoothing out almost instantly as she shrugged. “And will he be joining us?”

Nikolai nearly choked. “Ah, he will be just fine thanks.”

Giving him what he supposed was an extremely intoxicated come-hither look, she reached out and stroked her hand down his arm. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.” He glowered at Travis. “Just hurry the fuck up.”

Travis winked and grinned. "Come on, man. We both know my prowess is better than that."

Before Nikolai could snap back with some scathing retort, Travis grabbed Stacey and all but dragged her away.

Testa di cazzo.”

Christ, he hated having to be the serious one. Here they had a job to do, and Travis was once again off fucking some chick in a dirty bathroom while he kept watch and waited. It surprised him that Travis’ cock hadn’t fallen off with all the action it got. Hell, the family would likely remove it themselves if they screwed this up. Working for the Martinelli’s had its perks, but it also had its consequences if you fucked up. You did not want to piss off one of the main families of the Italian mob.

And Nikolai, well, he was pulling double duty for them and the FBI, and if the Martinelli’s found out who he really was then he’d be dead within seconds.

Ah, undercover work. Why the hell had he volunteered for this again?

Still, the chance to have a hand in taking down the people who ran the city’s major sex trafficking network was worth the risk. Nikolai had seen enough of the damage in his time working for Boston PD. The aftermath, the human beings reduced to nothing but mere cattle and then left in the gutter when they were considered damaged goods, were too much for him to handle. So when he joined the FBI, and worked his way into the Organized Crime Unit, he jumped at the chance for this assignment.

If only he had realized how complicated things would end up.

“Can I buy you a drink?” a husky, yet slightly irritating voice asked him, jerking him out of his daze.

Fuck. He was supposed to be on the lookout.

Nikolai turned his head to peer at the woman. Average height, slim build, and eager blue eyes stared back at him. Looking closer, he realized this was no woman, but a kid, no more than sixteen or seventeen if he had to guess. And dressed to impress.

Smiling politely, Nikolai shook his head. “Sorry, kid. I’m a bit busy at the moment.”

Although cute in her own way, he wasn’t interested or into statutory rape.

The young girl’s gaze narrowed. “What? Are you working or something?”

He smirked. “Something like that.”

If only she knew.

“So you’re a whore?” the girl scoffed, and Nikolai fought hard not to roll his eyes. “In the wrong area aren’t you?”

Annoyed, Nikolai turned to face the adolescent brat square on. “No, I’m not a puttana.” However, your quick assumption and clear lack of common sense, suggest you are much younger than you claim to be.” He shrugged. “At least to get into this club anyway.”

The girl all but screeched in outrage. The term if looks could kill came to mind. “You asshole. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Uhuh, I’m sure I don’t,” he drawled, his eyes moving to scan the room again. He huffed out a sigh when the girl continued to stand there scowling. “Listen, we both know you are too young to be here and way too young to be offering what you’re not so willing to give just yet.”

Her attitude morphed with his words, and she pouted. “Can I even get your name?”

His eyes narrowed as he studied the girl. She had been quick to react to almost anything he had thrown at her, and even faster in deflecting. Her ability to go from seductress to outrage, to manipulation, was like a warning bell. Fuck...the kid was a pro or at least one in training.

Knowing only kind and concerned words would encourage, Nikolai settled for glaring. “Go home, little girl. You don’t belong here. And you don’t want to.”

Without a second glance, Nikolai grabbed his drink and left the bar, moving through the crowd.

The thumping of the beat echoed and vibrated up through his feet. He loved the sound of techno, nothing got bodies swaying and grinding like a decent bass.

He felt eyes roaming over him as he passed through the crowd. Nikolai knew what they saw. Ice blue eyes, broad, muscular shoulders with thick thighs encased in a tight pair of black denim and a white shirt. His Italian roots were strong and noticeable with his hair so dark it looked black with flecks of light brown strands. With both arms covered in tattoos and a thick beard, Nikolai gave off a menacing vibe that worked well in his profession and had the added benefit of making people avoid him. Given that he wasn’t a fan of most people and hated conversation, even more, it worked for him.

Reaching the other side of the dance floor, he claimed a seat with a perfect view. While the sight of all those hot, sweaty bodies was tempting, Nikolai really did have a job to do.

“Well, that certainly relieved some tension.” Travis snickered, slapping him on the back as he flopped into the chair next to him.

Grunting, Nikolai narrowed his gaze at the other man. “You know, when guys go to the bathroom to relieve themselves, they usually have something else in mind.”

“Not if they’re doing it right.” Travis chuckled.

Shaking his head, Nikolai’s gaze continued to move around the room, keeping an eye out. “Focus, will you. The targets should be here any moment.”

Travis' eyes were already scanning the room, taking in the throng of moving bodies on the dance floor, and slipping to the few women who sat at the tables nearby. The guy couldn’t help himself.

"See anything?" Nikolai asked, growing more concerned by the minute when nothing appeared to be happening. Were they being set up?

"Actually, there might be?" Travis’ eyes lit up as he spotted something across the room. “But it’s not the something we were expecting, that’s for fucking sure.”

Nikolai followed Travis’s gaze, and his entire body froze when he caught sight of who more than what had Travis’s attention.

Shit. Not her.

“Isn’t that Annabella and those two friends of hers? What are…” Travis’s voice trailed off in disbelief.

Damn.

Nikolai growled. “What are the chances that the club we are sent to in order to stop a trade from going down, also happens to be the same one the daughter of one of the five families has decided to party at?”

Shit. He wasn’t in a position to deal with this crap and had no real back up in place.

He watched as Annabella and her friends Harper and Corina moved to the dance floor. They wore identical easy-going smiles as a few men closed in on them, giving them their undivided attention.

Travis nodded, a peculiar look on his face. “Did we actually get intel on what was being traded?”

“No. Just that whatever it was had a large price tag attached. The family wanted us to intervene, grab it for ourselves and if need be take out the competition,” he said absently, his eyes fixed on the young women. “You don’t think they are the...?”

“Yeah. I really fucking do.” 

When Travis got quiet, Nikolai snuck a glance at him, worried when he could see the other man contemplating something.

“We should let this play out.”

“No,” Nikolai said too quickly.

Travis eyed him suspiciously before frowning. “You think the family will be any more impressed if we bring Annabella home but can’t identify who was after her? They are already looking for a mole in the ranks. No need to draw attention to ourselves and have them ask if we’re up to the task they gave us, ya pussy.”

“They’re just girls. We can’t use them as bait,” he snapped.

Christ, there were lines he was forced to cross on a regular basis, but this?

“Since when do you care?” Travis raised an inquiring brow. “Or is it just a who?”

Grunting, Nikolai ignored the question, and that seemed to encourage Travis.

“I’ve seen the way you eye that Harper chick Annabella’s friends with.”

Travis didn’t know the half of it.

For the last few months, he and Harper had been what could be loosely termed as dating. Ever since the families hosted their enormous Christmas party.

Too much wine and festive cheer had found the two of them going at it like rabbits in one of the upstairs bathrooms. Not his finest moment, he would have to admit. However, things hadn’t ended there. They had managed to stumble their way back to his apartment and had spent the entire weekend getting to know each other thoroughly.

That’s when he realized she knew nothing about their world or what her friend’s family was truly capable of. Harper was an innocent.

Knowing it was a mistake, but not able to make himself care, they spent more and more time together. Before he knew it, they had a regular standing date every Thursday night.

And now she had a target on her back. All because he chose to encourage her presence within this circle of madness, instead of chasing her away from Annabella and himself.

Nikolai glared at him and then stood. “Let’s grab them and get out of here.”

“I still think we should…”

As Travis trailed off, Nikolai frowned. “What?”

Travis practically leaped out of his chair, eyes widened in horror. “Oh fuck me.”

Nikolai’s confusion didn’t last long as he glanced at the crowd where the women had been and let out a string of curses when he realized why Travis was freaking out. “Where the fuck are they?”

 

 

“Why do I ever listen to you?” Harper Lockwood muttered to her friend, Annabella, swiping the drops of rain off her face as it continued to pour down on them. “Seriously, things never end well when we start the evening with you saying I have a great idea.”

One of these days she was going to learn that Annabella’s great ideas were really the universe’s early warning sign to get the hell out of there before it’s too late. Really, any day now.

Damn shame she didn’t start yesterday.

Annabella always had a knack for getting them into trouble, which was remarkable given her strict family. To Annabella’s credit not even Harper had seen this coming. The group of men who were backing them into a corner were twice their size and didn’t look anywhere near as drunk as they had in the club. The fact that their so-called best friend, Corina, was standing with the men and encouraging them was a real kick in the ass as well.

Harper was still reeling from seeing their former friend walk toward the group of men. She thought the woman had lost her mind until Corina had turned, pointed her finger in their direction, and informed the men that Annabella was the one they had been waiting for.

Corina had been their best friend for years, and watching her betray them had felt like a knife in the gut to Harper. She had never had a reason not to trust Corina though. Even when she had suggested parking in this lot, which was further away from the club, it hadn’t set off any of her usual alarms.

Jeez, I must be losing my touch.

“Cor, I don’t know what’s going on, but you need to stop this. Please,” she pleaded, her voice shaking toward the end.

“Why would I do that?” Corina frowned. “This is exactly what I’ve been paid for.”

Harper froze. “Paid for?”

“Oh god,” Annabella whispered nest to her.

Harper peeked at Annabella, seeing recognition flash in her friend’s eyes. “Anna? What is this?”

Corina laughed cruelly. “You really are that clueless, aren’t you? How have you managed to survive this long? You’re like one of those damsels in distress in movies. Too stupid to live.”

“I’m sorry, Harper. I’m so sorry,” Annabella kept chanting at her. “I just wanted to be normal. Hanging with you made me feel normal. I didn’t think you’d get hurt.”

“Bullshit.” Corina’s gaze hardened. “You’re not that much of an idiot. You knew exactly what position you were putting your so-called friend in.”

Harper drowned in her confusion. Her friends may as well of been talking in another language.

“Still lost? Okay, let me break it down for you. As Martinelli ’s granddaughter, Annabella is worth a considerable amount.” Corina made the claim as if Harper should have known that. Who the hell cared who Annabella’s grandfather was? “You really shouldn’t have ditched those guards of yours, Annie. You made this really easy.”

“Cor, think about this. Whatever you’re being paid my family can double,” Annabella attempted to barter with her.

Filled with turmoil and numb with shock, Harper watched as nothing more than a spectator as secrets were slowly revealed by the pair. She didn’t know these people at all.

Corina laughed. “Sorry honey, but I really doubt even you can match what the Romano’s are paying for you. Your families are all the same, aren’t you? Always ready to throw money at a problem to make it go away. And when that doesn’t work, a swift bullet to the skull usually does the job, right? No matter how much they try to convince the outside world they have changed...once mafia, always mafia, huh?”

An icy knot formed in the pit of her stomach. Mafia? Peering over to see Annabella’s reaction, Harper’s heart sank as she realized Corina wasn’t lying. Neither of her best friends were who they claimed to be.

No, no, no. This is a freaking horrible nightmare. This is not happening.

Sweeping her gaze over the dimly lit lot in the desperate hope of finding a way out, Harper noticed it was almost empty of cars. As the six large men stepped forward and closed in on them, she became more aware that there was no way anyone would hear her call for help. Even if they did, chances were it would be ignored.

The sound of gravel shuffling under her feet echoed in her ears as they were backed against the metal fence. Harper’s heart beat so loudly and frantically that she was surprised she could hear anything else. Risking a quick glance at Annabella, she saw her fear mirrored in Annabella’s icy blue eyes.

“I’m so sorry,” Annabella whispered, tears pooling in her eyes. “Please believe me. I thought I could keep you out of this. I thought you were safe.”

Struggling to keep calm, at least on the outside, Harper tried to figure out a way to get them past the overgrown apes, Corina, and someplace safe where she totally intended on reaming her friend a new one for keeping this shit from her. That would be easier said than done. Even if she could get them past these people, there were another twenty yards to where their car was parked.

“C’mere, honey.” The middle man grinned as he spoke. Harper shivered in revulsion when the man’s eyes raked over her. Worse still was when he cupped his crotch and licked his lips like they were some sort of delicious meal he couldn’t wait to dig into. God, she was going to be sick.

Annabella reached over and tightly gripped Harper’s hand. She could feel the tremors running through her friend’s body, but she was hiding it well.

“Seems they think they’re too good for us.” The one with the dirty blond hair chuckled. He took a step forward, and Harper couldn’t contain the whimper of fear that passed her lips even as she stepped sideways to place herself in front of Annabella. She was the real target; Harper was just collateral. She recognized that and hoped if she could keep them from getting to Annabella, then maybe they stood a chance of getting out of this.

“Well now, we’ll just have to change their minds. Won’t we, sweetheart?” the man closest to them said with a sneer.

“Don’t be idiots. They are too good for you,” Corina snapped. “And they’re not yours to touch.”

None of the men listened to Corina as they moved closer, a large meaty hand reached out and shoved Harper into the fence, and she knocked her head hard. The move disorientated her, and she went down onto the cold, wet ground. Reaching for the back of her head, she winced when she saw that her hand was covered in blood.

Well, that wasn’t good.

From where she fell, Harper shoved at Annabella, moaning for her to run. Annabella grabbed her hand and tried to pull her up, but she couldn’t focus and continued to push her friend away. Picking up a large rock, she threw it at their attackers to draw their attention. Somewhere to her left, she heard Annabella scream her name, and Harper was relieved it sounded further away.

The man standing above her gripped a fist full of hair and yanked her head back. When she responded by spitting on him, he raised his free hand and slapped her.

Damn, that was going to leave a mark.

Kicking her foot out, she managed to knock him off balance, which hadn’t been as hard as she thought. As he crashed to the ground, Harper managed to regain her footing and blocked the next hit as one of the other morons lashed out at her. Following it up with a right hook of her own, her fist collided with the man’s temple, and the guy went down with a grunt. All those years she had spent learning self-defense paid off, and by the look on the men’s faces, they hadn’t been expecting it. A small sliver of satisfaction ran through Harper. The bastards hadn’t counted on her fighting back.

“Who’s next?” she spat out, anger fueling her fight.

When she realized Corina and two of the men were missing, she panicked, knowing they had gone after Annabella.

Helpless to do any more for her friend, she focused on the next guy.  But it was too late, and she felt the cool press of metal against her forehead. A gun. Oh shit.

“Stupid little bitch,” the armed man spat.

She hadn’t thought they were armed, or at the very least weren’t interested in using their weapons since they hadn’t until this point.

Their large hands clamped around her upper arms and held her tight. She struggled, refusing to give in even though she knew it was useless.

Dragging her to the ground, bile rose in her throat as she felt her top rip and another set of hands go for the zipper of her jeans, attempting to tear them open. The fight in her flared once again as the man pulled back the gun. She refused to give in. If she was going to die, she’d be damned if it would happen like this.

A hand came down and clamped Harper’s jaw tightly with a strength that surprised her, and it locked her head in place. Staring into the eyes of her attacker, Harper felt her stomach drop at his malevolent sneer. The assholes were enjoying themselves, Harper could see it. Tears mixed with the blood running down Harper’s cheeks as she acknowledged she might not have the strength to save herself. She said a silent prayer that Annabella had gotten away, and would never see this.

Suddenly, a gunshot ripped through the lot from behind the men holding her down, taking them all by surprise. Then everything stopped.

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