Alexei’s POV.
I have searched this city. I have had my men on the prowl looking for any sign or sight of Mischa. But of course the b***h has gone into hiding. We have had our contacts watching the airports, the shipping ports, the highways, train stations, and bus stations.
And no sign of her trying to flee. Which means she either has her own contacts in the city or she has slipped under the radar.
My phone rings and I see it’s my dedushka.
“Da,” I answer, and my dedushka sighs.
“I have spoken to your sister. She is safe and isn’t being held against her will. She is helping them find that w***e. So, I suggest you work on your grovelling. Leave this to your sister to find her and get back home.” He says and I go to argue when he hangs up.
I punch the steering wheel of my car when I s
