Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
“During the Soviet years, Fela arrived in Russia to study. . . I believe he studied poetry if I remember correctly.” Timur lowered into the chair. “It doesn’t matter. All the women loved Fela in college. To them, he was this exotic, muscular man with a nice accent. Adrik’s sister went to school with him along with my sister, Celina.”
I blinked, trying to remember where I had heard the name Celina before.
Isn’t Celina the chick that stole the codes after Uncle Igor died? She’s the whole reason Eden was kidnapped. . .
I caught Misha’s scowling expression and confirmed the answer was yes.
Kaz shook his head. “We already know the story. Adrik caught Fela with his sister and beat him up the first time. On the second time Adrik caught Fela with his sister and she begged for Adrik to not harm him, so he enslaved and treated him like a dog—”
“No. No.” Timur waved Kaz away. “It was more than that. Adrik despised Fela for more than messing with his sister. It was about the size of Fela’s penis—”
“Yo.” Max held out his hand. “Butcher, get your boy. This is getting crazy.”
J.P. held up one hand. “I believe this is going somewhere.”
Timur shrugged. “It was true. Adrik talked about Fela’s penis all of the time. And we must remember that Adrik was in love with my sister, Celina and she would rave about Fela’s penis too. Remember these were backward times.”
Misha spoke from the screen, “Celina had relations with Fela too?”
Timur let out a long sigh. “That brings us to California, and how I arrived there.”
Huh? I thought we were still in Moscow with Fela and Adrik’s sister.
Without explaining any further, Timur continued, “The King sends Fela back after Fela exposed Adrik of trying to take over the Brotherhood. Everything became busy in Moscow. However, I had to find my sister. Which brought me to California...”
Kaz shook his head. “I am not following any of this and do not see how—”
“Celina fled to America, thinking that she could hide from me here, but she could not.” Timur released a loud laugh.
I didn’t know about anybody else, but the sound shoved me on edge.
Something is wrong with this guy.
“No one can hide from me, especially not my sister. I found Celina in Watts, hiding among African Americans. Somehow she had met a nurse named Valerie. And this nurse. . .gorgeous—dark ebony skin, large curly afro, and the prettiest smile on the West Coast.” Timur coughed into his hand. “Valerie had started a clinic in the area. Three levels. The third floor was where she lived.”
Timur began violently coughing.
J.P. gestured at his men to get Timur water.
Timur coughed again and then cleared his throat. “Valerie’s place was small. Two bedrooms. An even tinier kitchen. And do not let me tell you how small the bathroom was—”
“What the fuck does this have to do with Fela?” Kaz’s voice rose in the air. “This is not helpful at all.”
Timur scowled at him.
One of the French handed Timur a cup of water. Nodding, Timur took the cup and drank.
I leaned Kaz’s way. “Perhaps, we should give him a minute, baby. I’m at least. . .interested with where this is going.”
Kaz pursed his lips.
Timur watched our exchange and handed the cup back to the man. “Very intriguing. She has you by the balls, cub.”
Oh God.
Kaz spoke through clenched teeth, “Get on it with it.”
“Valerie, the nurse.” Timur formed his lips into a wide smile. “She provided free examinations and abortions to women with low-incomes. Somehow my sister Celina got her parasitic hooks into this nice nurse. I followed this Valerie around for several days, trying to get a read on her. The only thing that I discovered was that she was a good person with a big heart.”
J.P. rubbed his forehead as if nervous that he might have made a mistake bringing in Timur.
I raised on finger. “But how did you figure out that Celina was even with Valerie?”
“The tracker.”
You had a tracker on your sister?
“Anyway, one night, I broke into Valerie’s clinic and slipped into her apartment where I knew Celina had been hiding in her extra bedroom.” Timur banged his cane hard on the floor. “Suddenly, bang!”
Fast, Max had his gun pointed at Timur’s head.
I tensed.
Ignoring the gun targeting him, Timur chuckled, “Bang. Bang. Valerie hit me several times in the head with a bat. Can you believe that?”
Frowning, Max lowered his gun and put it back on the table.
“She gave me some good swings. I fell out. Blood dripped from my forehead. Being the good nurse that Valerie was, she took care of me, even though I broke into her place.” Timur lay his cane across his lap. “But, she also gave me a good talking to. My English had been pretty bad during that time, but I learned a lot of curse words that night.”