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Sergei and I had some unfinished business that as far as I was concerned could stay unfinished.
    “And I don’t like having an idiot for a brother. Looks bad on my resume.”
    “Ha! Pretty and funny. I like you. Always did.”
    “Don’t forget smart. I’ll do what I can to get him back here…with your money.”
    He stared at me for a moment. “What makes you think you can convince him to do this?”
    “I have my ways. I’ll make you a deal: If I find my brother and bring him back here with your money, you don’t kill him.”
    “And if I find him first?”
    “Then I’ll have a dead idiot for a brother.”
    He barked out another laugh, smacking his palm on the table and making his computer jump. “I like you a lot . You have guts. I’ll make that deal with you. On one condition.”
    I never thought I’d get this far with the old man. He could slap whatever condition he wanted on the deal. “What’s that?”
    “Sergei goes with you.”
    Except that one.
    I thought about the FBI Special Agent lying naked in my bed right now and it was on the tip of my tongue to tell him no, no way in hell. But then I thought about my mother and how she’d blame me for Miguel’s death even though I’d have nothing to do with it. Not to mention the fact that I’d also have a dead brother. On the other side was a possible road trip with Sergei and a very pissed-off boyfriend.
    “That won’t work for me,” I told him. “Sergei could tip you off.” There. Logic.
    “Are you calling me a cheat?”
    Shit. Not very well-thought-out logic. “Not you…Sergei.”
    “You know better.”
    Kostya didn’t know his nephew like I did. Sergei would cheat a nun out of her scriptures if it made him money. “I don’t think it would be a good idea if we spent time together.”
    “That’s my deal. Take it or leave it.”
    Shit. Shit. Double fucking shit!
    As I shook Kostya’s hand, sealing the deal, I cursed my stupid brother and his stupid greed. Kostya would get his money back, but my brother’s life was still up in the air. I’d make damn sure Kostya didn’t get his hands on Miguel…so I could kill him myself.

Chapter Four
    I sneaked back into my apartment like a teenager breaking curfew. It was dead quiet. I kicked off my shoes and unzipped my dress just inside the door, then I tossed the dress down where I’d dropped it when I’d seduced Super Agent and tiptoed down the hall. I could just make out Super Agent’s form in the bed. I’d done it!
    The light clicked on. Super Agent sat up in the bed wearing a look I’d never seen before. A very scary look.
    “ Where have you been? ”
    At this rate my brother was going to cost me more than a few lost hours of sleep. I took off the rest of my clothes, hoping to distract him again. No such luck.
    “Maggie,” he warned.
    I sighed and slipped into bed next to him. “Out looking for Miguel.”
    “Is there a reason you didn’t take your cell phone?”
    “I forgot?”
    “Where did you go?”
    “I went to see the man whose money Miguel absconded with.”
    He tilted his head to the side. “What?”
    “That investment thing Miguel had going? Turns out it was some kind of Ponzi scheme he cooked up. Miguel decided to take off with the money. Two and a half mil and then some.”
    “Who was this man you went to see?”
    “Kostya Levkova.”
    “Uncle of Sergei Levkova and reputed mob boss…that Kostya Levkova?”
    “That’s the one.” Wait. How did he…? “How long have you been awake?”
    “Since you wiggled out of my arms and sneaked out the front door.”
    Shit. Shit. Triple shit! I was clearly way out of practice. Back in the day I would’ve been in and out with no one the wiser. Ugh. I could only guess what Super Agent had been up to while I was gone. His favorite thing…research.
    “You want to tell me about your real relationship with Sergei Levkova? The two of you didn’t just hang out, did you?”
    “We did some of that.” In between a little breaking