Dirty Passions An Interracial Russian Mafia Romance (The Lion and The Mouse #5) - Kenya Wright Page 0,72

too.”

Appearing nervous, she rocked back and forth on her heels. “Due to his involvement, I imagine Jean-Pierre has a lot of plans in the works. That scares me. What do you think his moves will be?”

“I’ve been in this world for a while. There’s too many power plays here. One thing I know, is that Jean-Pierre won’t show you all the people involved with this monkey head situation. He’ll show you just enough.” I studied the map, exposing the landmass of Kapotnya. “And then, if Jean-Pierre is really smart, he’ll find the top person himself and bring him to you, gift-wrapped with a lovely bow.”

She scratched her head. “And then he’ll want more things?”

“Exactly.”

Emily walked closer to me. “But in order to do that, Jean-Pierre would have to capture the people in Moscow.”

“Exactly.” I frowned. “Which is why he’ll ask for free reign for his men and him in Russia. It’ll come as a deal to help us, but in the end he’ll be placing spies in the mix. At the same time he’ll be searching for weak points in the city to attack just in case war does come between the brotherhood and the Corsican.”

“Why not just show me the footage, after I agree to his requests?”

“Because he knows that your agreeing to his offer won’t mean anything unless I agree.”

She turned to me. Worry hit her eyes. “Will you agree?”

I considered his demands. “France safe. No war. And the Devil’s return in an exchange.”

“Yes.”

“I would do it for you.”

She narrowed her eyes. “But?”

I had to admit the truth. “As soon as we know who is involved in this situation and they’re dead—”

“You’re back to wanting to kill the French?”

“You know me well, mysh.”

“And why do you still want to kill him, Kaz?”

I clenched my jaw. “I don’t like that he’s calling you.”

“He called to help.”

“This is his second time. I’m sorry, mysh, but I don’t share in anyway. Not even a phone call. Add the fact that he is a sneaky bastard that is too smart for his own good, and he’s now on my top list of people to die.”

She said nothing.

Calm down. I can’t stress her and the baby out.

I exhaled. “None of that matters now, msyh. Jean-Pierre is smart enough to know my thoughts in this moment too. He knows he’s only safe until the monkey situation ends. His goal will be to build his trust and usefulness with you even more. This keeps the Corsican and you safe. I have to give it to him. Being your friend serves him well.”

“So, can we trust the footage that he gives us?”

“If I was him, I would add some things to the video. Put in some people that I would want killed. That may not be his method, especially if his priority is building trust with you. It would suit him better to be as open and honest with you as possible.”

“This is a chess game within a fucking chess game.” She said throwing her hands up.

“Welcome to Mafia Politics where the game board is filled with the oddest pieces—monkey heads and perfumed pansies.” I noticed that she looked discouraged. “Don’t worry. Overall, Misha could check to see if the footage is doctored. That’s assuming he’ll give it to us. If I was him, I wouldn’t give it to you until the last moment.”

“Jesus Christ.” She shook her head. “Here I thought Jean-Pierre’s footage might help, but it’s bringing other elements into this situation and complicating everything more.”

“When did he say he wants to show you the footage?”

“Tomorrow.”

“So, your creepy friend is on his way.” My blood boiled. “This is a good opportunity for Jean-Pierre. He’ll bring his top men and have several more hidden within the city.”

“Your plan?”

“I’ll have men watch the airports, train stops, and ports. I won’t let the French freely walk through Moscow. It’s partly for their safety, and also because I don’t trust them.”

She folded her arms. “Jean-Pierre didn’t give a meeting place.”

“He won’t. He’ll find you.”

She shook her head. “He can’t come here.”

“You won’t be here.” My mind went into overdrive with a plan. I walked over to the other map of her newly assigned district. “You’ll be in Kapotnya most of the day—armed with your men and mine. He’ll find you there. Have all your most loyal men with you and everyone on guard.”

Initially, the concept of her going to the district appeared dangerous. But I knew Kapotnya, and everyone in that area now loved and idolized her. She