“Someone must have talked. Maybe someone in Carver’s office, maybe one of ours—I can’t say right now.” Dimitri’s eyes flick to Andrei, who’s now making his way through the crowd, accepting handshakes and claps on the back like he still runs this f*****g family. “He’s gaining traction. Old guard respects him, and betraying the Bratva to the feds… that’s unforgivable in their eyes.”
I hand Sofiya to Rowan. “Get our daughter out of here.”
Her eyes widen, recognizing the storm brewing. “Vince—”
She searches my face, then nods. “Don’t do anything stupid,” she whispers. “Please.”
But we both know it’s too late for that. The moment my father stepped into this room, stupid became inevitable.
As Rowan slips away with our daughter, I turn to Dimitri. “Secure the exits. No one leaves until I sa
