Lucy
LucyI lean on my desk after Ravil and his young bratva soldier leave my office and breathe deeply.
Not yogic breathing. More like the kind of frantic panting to keep from passing out.
What are the f*****g chances?
After all my concern that my best friend Gretchen would tell someone at the Black Light and that it would somehow get back to Master R, my partner from that night, he ends up in my office purely by chance.
A referral from Italian mafia kingpin Paolo Tacone.
Gretchen will call it fate when I tell her. She believes in the Universe delivering your highest good and all that crap. She also told me I had an obligation to tell Ravil about my pregnancy.
But I had a very good reason not to.
God, I don’t know if I played that right. Threatening a Russian mafiya kingpin probabl
