The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance novel Chapter 20

I sat up in the hotel bed, and held my head in my hands, it throbbed from the pain of whatever gas had swallowed me.

Wait, what happened?

The side table had a glass of water, Advil, and a note.

Nice shooting last night, Suka

~Sinister

I swallowed the Advil with the water, and tip toed into the living room.

There sat Xavier, Sin, Slayer, and a man I didn't recognize.

When I walked in, they all stood up, Sins eyes had dark circles surrounding them.

I frowned, "What happened?"

"Italians" Xavier said "They tried to grab you last night, but you...yeah you shot them."

I nodded, that much I remembered.

"This is Klaus." Sin said motioning to the stranger man.

He had white blonde, and black dyed hair, with these big green eyes, and pasty pale skin, he too was tall and broad.

"He found you under the car last night." Sin muttered. "Carried your ass back to the room."

Klaus lifted his hand to mine, "Good hiding place." His Russian accent was so strong. that I almost couldn't understand him, good thing that I was Russian, and could make out his words.

"Thank you." I said with a small smile.

"Why did they shoot at us if they...wanted me?" I asked carefully.

Klaus shrugged, "Guess they wanted to kill Sinister."

"Who doesn't?" Slayer muttered.

"Zatknis!" Sin yelled, I think that meant something along the lines of "Shut the fuck up."

"Anyways, that's not the point. The point is, is that you're okay. We just have to be more cautious." Xavier said. Giving me that Hazel eyed smile.

"I want a gun." I stated, I needed to be frank with them, if I wanted something, then I better damn well get it.

Sins lips turned up in a smile at my forward statement.

"You already have one, and yes you already proved your point that you can handle a gun." Xavier said gruffly.

I shook my head stubbornly, "not that gun, that gun has blood on it. I want a ops sniper and two hand guns."

"No. Fucking. Way."

I shrugged, "fine then I think the Italians are towards the east. Let me just give a quick hi to Viktor."

I began walking to the door when I felt a pair of strong hands around my waist, and suddenly I was off the ground flying to another direction.

"Oh no you don't" Sin growled in my ear as he set me back on the ground 15 feet from the door, and kept his hands on my waist to hold me back. "You know too fucking much, we can't have you giving any information to the Italians."

Dammit.

"Fine, Iisus. Jesus, you'll get your guns." Sin muttered.