17. Radimir

17

RADIMIR

Fuck. “Bronwyn, wait!”

I dashed through the main store, where Jen and the customers were all standing in slack-jawed shock, and out onto the street. Ahead of me, Bronwyn stumbled to a stop. She’d just seen the three big guys in suits lounging against the black Mercedes.

Gennadiy, Valentin and Mikhail all started towards her. Bronwyn’s eyes widened in panic and she bolted off down the street. Fuck!

“Wait there!” I snapped at my brothers. “I’m handling it!” And I took off after her.