Free Her Sweet Satisfaction: Billionaire Secrets - Book Two by Drew Sinclair Page B

a shiver of revulsion down Nadia's spine. "It's all I've ever wanted." He said.
    "I destroyed your organization Boyevik, that's why you’re back to extortion and narcotics, like any other common criminal. I don’t believe you. I don’t believe a fucking word you say. So tell me, what is it you really want from me?"
    Boyevik sighed like a resigned parent.
    "Okay Nadia, its true I want something more from you than just technical genius." At this point he switched into Russian. "You have new friends Nadia. Powerful ones. These friends of yours can be very useful to me. Or they can be very dead to me as well."
    "Never." She spat back at him in English. "Ask whatever you want from me but--"
    "Would you like to hear your mother's voice again Nadia?"
    She felt herself begin to shake uncontrollably again.
    "This is too much." Clayton said. "Let me speak to that bastard."
    "Leave her." Ruben hissed at him.
    Nadia switched to Russian now.
    "Don’t fuck with me you piece of shit, if you have her, let me hear her now or fuck off."
    "Come to the phone Louise."
    Nadia's heart missed a beat and her breath froze. A woman's voice filled with fear came to the phone.
    "Nadia… Nadia baby, is that you?"
    "That's enough." Mikhail pulled the handset back and spoke violently.
    "Ready to listen now Nadia?"
    "I… I…"
    The line went dead.
    Nadia looked at the three men surrounding her. Her face was deathly pale.
    Clayton took her by the shoulders, turned her to him and looked into her eyes.
    "What is it Nadia? Tell me."
    "I…"
    "It's Louise." Ruben said nonchalantly. "They have her mother. My bad."
     
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    Clayton sat in the darkness on one side of the room while Nadia lay on the bed. She had become almost disoriented after the phone call and he had to force her to lie down and rest before the next call. He had left Ruben and Dale together to come up with a plan of action while he watched over her.
    "I can't believe they have her." Nadia repeated over and over again at intervals until finally Clayton walked over the bed, took her hand and pulled her to him.
    "I know you think you can do it all alone Nadia, but nobody is that tough. Just tell me what he said and then we can begin working this out."
    "How can she still be alive." Her eyes pleaded with his for some kind of explanation but he had none.
    "Are you sure it was her?"
    "Of course I'm sure. Don't you think I know my own mother's voice?"
    He breathed in deeply. It was against all reason.
    "So we have to get her out of there." He said. "Ruben is very good at what he does. If you trust him--"
    "That slick, heartless wise-guy you call a business associate? He couldn't have been more wrong about the whole damn situation. I'd like to see my mother alive again, not in neat, individually packaged, disposable pieces. Do you know who these people are? Do you have any idea what they could do to her?"
    "Ruben has an excellent track record. He was off base about your mother but he reacts quickly to changing circumstances; if anyone can get her back for you, believe me, it's him."
    Nadia didn't look convinced.
    "What's the alternative?" He continued. "Disappear into an underworld of international crime? Become slave to a drug lord and extortionist for the rest of your life in order to be near to your mother?"
    "I'll figure out a way once I'm in there."
    "Forget about it. I'm not giving you up - not for Angel, not even for your mother. How do you even now they'll keep her alive if you hand yourself over to them?"
    "Don’t say that. Not another word Hargrave. I've spent the last four years wondering what happened to my mother and now I have a chance of finding out. I have a chance of being with her again and I won't give that up for anything."
    They stared at each other, neither backing down in their grim determination.
    "I'll give you to the government before I give you to them." He said in a low, intent voice.
    Nadia glared at him, unable to control her shaking, then got off the