TANGLED VOWS (YELCHIN BRATVA DUET #1) BY ROMA JAMES – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Roma James
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Leonid
Dusty beams of sunlight filtered through the grimy windows near the
ceiling in the warehouse. My men and I tread carefully through the vast
space, guns drawn, eyes scanning for any movement.
The tip we received was clear.
The Armenians have been storing smuggled goods here before
transporting them to be sold on the black market. Arms, drugs, trafficked
items. All these cut into the Bratva’s business. We want the entire pie for
ourselves. There’s no room for competition.
I signal to my co-captain, Ivan, with two quick hand gestures. He nods
and takes his own team to sweep left while my team heads right. The muted
thud of our boots on the concrete floor echoes against the metal shelves.
There are tall stacks of unmarked crates and boxes on either side.
My instincts are on high alert. I keep my eyes peeled for anything
unusual. Something feels off about this place. It’s quiet; too quiet. I can’t
hear any sounds coming from outside. No traffic noises. No honking. No
tires screeching. It seems someone went to a lot of trouble to soundproof it.
We continue clearing each row, finding nothing but what looks like
stolen merchandise.
Electronics? Check. Cell phones, tablets and even a few laptops line
quite a few of those rows. All of them are in their boxes, brand-new.
Designer clothes? Check. Dresses, women’s shoes, men’s shirts are in
separate boxes, their labels bringing smiles to my men’s faces. On one of
those boxes, someone has written: Heart Medicine. Its contents? Thongs
and garters. Yeah, that was heart medicine alright. The ideal medicine to
give some old dude a heart attack.
Firearms? Check. Guns and magazines are abundant. I find nine-mil and
thirty-eight-mil handguns in a number of boxes, labeled “survival kits.” I
guess whoever wrote that didn’t have such a great sense of humor.
Regardless of that, one thing is certain. This warehouse is a trafficking
jackpot. The ones who run it must be making hundreds of thousands every
week.
As we approach the rear of the building, I spot a locked metal door
tucked away in a back corner. The lone door stands out from the rest of the
open shelving units. I signal to my tech security expert, Malachi, to inspect
the door.
He holsters his gun and pulls out a set of lock picks, then kneels in front
of the heavy deadbolt. I like this guy’s patience, but it’s not his most
striking skill. That would have to be his precision. He knows exactly where
to place his tools to get the result he wants. And that conclusion is
confirmed just thirty seconds later. The sound of the lock clicking open
brings an air of satisfaction to me.
I grab the handle of the door, nodding at my men to ready their
weapons. In one swift movement I yank open the door, aiming my gun into
the dark room.
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