the Russians.”
“Parker,” Jared said, “find everything you can about this guy, the greedy scientist—what’s his name?”
“Render Rossi,” Zellers said.
“On it,” Parker said.
“That’s definitely not a Russian name.” Jared’s knuckles crackled over the airwaves.
Zellers turned to Sugar. “What’s he going to do? Find the guy? End the turf war himself?”
She smirked. “Probably.” Jackass. “Whatever he does, Lexi will come home safe, and you’ll likely get some kind of task-force medallion of accomplishment. So shut up, copper, and let my husband save your job.”
“Damn, you’re a handful.”
They kept their eyes on the Suburbans ahead. Bishop was with Lexi, and that set Sugar’s mind somewhat at ease. If and when it was advantageous, he could likely overpower the mobsters. Though a move like that would be dangerous. But her gut said he was a smart kid and would wait to make his move.
“ Holy shit… ” It wasn’t often that Jared sounded equal parts in awe and shocked.
Sugar dropped her gaze to the phone as though she could see what had Jared mumbling in surprise. “What?”
“This greedy scientist?” The words came out slowly, as though he were piecing together a plan he was still unsure about.
“Yeah?” Sugar said.
“He looks a hell of a lot like Parker. Throw a pair of glasses on Parker, hide the fact that he has an extra thirty pounds of muscle, and I’d say you have a chemical-making friend of the Russians.”
“I don’t look like that guy,” Parker said.
“Text me a picture,” Sugar requested, and a hot second later, lo and behold, yeah, the guy looked a hell of a lot like Parker but with glasses .
“How well do they know the scientist?” Jared asked.
Zellers shrugged. “The Gornovsky players don’t get into the lab much. I’d say they’re more business-type guys. If they’ve met, it’s been in passing. Maybe seen him across the room. They don’t deal with the hired help, if you know what I mean. Right now, their interests only lie in Rossi because he’s their money maker and is MIA.”
“It’d be risky…” Jared said.
Zellers’s face tightened. “Eh… what’s he talking about?”
“It’ll work.” Sugar could picture Jared popping his knuckles, making notes, and writing the plans, not caring whether Zellers gave a thumbs-up or not.
“Do they communicate in Russian?” Parker asked.
Zellers looked from the phone to Sugar, back to the phone. “Are you guys serious?”
“Get Nicola in your earpiece,” Jared said. “She can translate anything you need to know. And start learning everything else about the Gornovsky crew.”
The plan made perfect sense to Sugar. Hesitation scored Zellers’s face. His eyebrows arched painfully high, but before his mouth could protest, Parker broke in. “We’ve pulled off crazier shit. I’ll do whatever needs to be done to get Lex home.”
Just another reason why Sugar loved Boy Genius. He fuckin’ rocked. “Get the man a pair of glasses.”
CHAPTER NINE
Within fifteen minutes, Parker knew everything he needed to know about Render Rossi. Another twenty minutes, and he was fluent in Gornovsky business relations. Parker could broker a deal long enough for Titan and the Russian task force to show up, bust them all, save Lexi, and call the day a win.
Jared and Zellers had the details worked out for the why and how, and honestly, Parker had listened. But it didn’t matter. His woman was in danger, and even though they played it down and promised that Bishop had hands on her and Sugar had eyes on her, Parker still knew that she wasn’t safe.
His phone buzzed with a text message from Jared.
Jared: You good to go in 15 min?
Parker: Yes
Jared: Winters and Rocco are ready and waiting
All of that he knew. Brock’s Delta team waited nearby. Winters could be counted on to blow the side off a building when need be, and Rocco could drive the hell out of a getaway vehicle if they
“Parker,” Jared said, “find everything you can about this guy, the greedy scientist—what’s his name?”
“Render Rossi,” Zellers said.
“On it,” Parker said.
“That’s definitely not a Russian name.” Jared’s knuckles crackled over the airwaves.
Zellers turned to Sugar. “What’s he going to do? Find the guy? End the turf war himself?”
She smirked. “Probably.” Jackass. “Whatever he does, Lexi will come home safe, and you’ll likely get some kind of task-force medallion of accomplishment. So shut up, copper, and let my husband save your job.”
“Damn, you’re a handful.”
They kept their eyes on the Suburbans ahead. Bishop was with Lexi, and that set Sugar’s mind somewhat at ease. If and when it was advantageous, he could likely overpower the mobsters. Though a move like that would be dangerous. But her gut said he was a smart kid and would wait to make his move.
“ Holy shit… ” It wasn’t often that Jared sounded equal parts in awe and shocked.
Sugar dropped her gaze to the phone as though she could see what had Jared mumbling in surprise. “What?”
“This greedy scientist?” The words came out slowly, as though he were piecing together a plan he was still unsure about.
“Yeah?” Sugar said.
“He looks a hell of a lot like Parker. Throw a pair of glasses on Parker, hide the fact that he has an extra thirty pounds of muscle, and I’d say you have a chemical-making friend of the Russians.”
“I don’t look like that guy,” Parker said.
“Text me a picture,” Sugar requested, and a hot second later, lo and behold, yeah, the guy looked a hell of a lot like Parker but with glasses .
“How well do they know the scientist?” Jared asked.
Zellers shrugged. “The Gornovsky players don’t get into the lab much. I’d say they’re more business-type guys. If they’ve met, it’s been in passing. Maybe seen him across the room. They don’t deal with the hired help, if you know what I mean. Right now, their interests only lie in Rossi because he’s their money maker and is MIA.”
“It’d be risky…” Jared said.
Zellers’s face tightened. “Eh… what’s he talking about?”
“It’ll work.” Sugar could picture Jared popping his knuckles, making notes, and writing the plans, not caring whether Zellers gave a thumbs-up or not.
“Do they communicate in Russian?” Parker asked.
Zellers looked from the phone to Sugar, back to the phone. “Are you guys serious?”
“Get Nicola in your earpiece,” Jared said. “She can translate anything you need to know. And start learning everything else about the Gornovsky crew.”
The plan made perfect sense to Sugar. Hesitation scored Zellers’s face. His eyebrows arched painfully high, but before his mouth could protest, Parker broke in. “We’ve pulled off crazier shit. I’ll do whatever needs to be done to get Lex home.”
Just another reason why Sugar loved Boy Genius. He fuckin’ rocked. “Get the man a pair of glasses.”
CHAPTER NINE
Within fifteen minutes, Parker knew everything he needed to know about Render Rossi. Another twenty minutes, and he was fluent in Gornovsky business relations. Parker could broker a deal long enough for Titan and the Russian task force to show up, bust them all, save Lexi, and call the day a win.
Jared and Zellers had the details worked out for the why and how, and honestly, Parker had listened. But it didn’t matter. His woman was in danger, and even though they played it down and promised that Bishop had hands on her and Sugar had eyes on her, Parker still knew that she wasn’t safe.
His phone buzzed with a text message from Jared.
Jared: You good to go in 15 min?
Parker: Yes
Jared: Winters and Rocco are ready and waiting
All of that he knew. Brock’s Delta team waited nearby. Winters could be counted on to blow the side off a building when need be, and Rocco could drive the hell out of a getaway vehicle if they
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