Russian Mobster's Obsession

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her. The portly man with the gray hair and the bushy moustache glared at Sasha to silence him. Then he turned to Katie and gave her a very long and thorough perusal.
    “Your mother would be horrified to hear you speak to a woman like that,” the old man said, wagging his finger in Sasha’s face. He looked back at Katie with his hands on his hips. “So you are Katie McClellan?”
    “Yes, sir, I am.” She attempted to be polite. There was really no reason to be ignorant with this man. Even if he had been the cause of her getting dragged out of her house practically in the middle of the night.
    “You look as though you were ready for bed.” The man frowned. He looked at Sasha. “Did you not tell her that I just wanted to talk?”
    Katie almost laughed at the uncomfortable expression on Sasha’s face. Apparently his no-holds-barred approach to getting her here to this meeting had been mostly his idea. Now he was left trying to explain himself. It was amusing, to say the least.
    “My name is Boris Karkoff,” the old man said with a grand sweep of his arm. “I apologize if Sasha was rather— enthusiastic in his method of getting you here.”
    “Oh absolutely.” Katie tried not to laugh. “Because I always respond well to having my house broken into and my dog threatened.”
    Boris Karkoff swung around to face Sasha with a towering frown on his jowly face. “You threatened her dog?”
    “The rabid beast was going to bite me,” Sasha protested. “It had already bitten Nicolai. Then this stupid bimbo smacked Nicolai with a hot pan and burned his face!”
    Karkoff looked back at Katie with an expectant look on his face. Katie sighed. “Of course Max bit the guy. You guys busted through my kitchen door screaming like crazy people. Max had every right to bite you. And of course I’m going to use whatever weapons I have at my disposal when you barge into my home uninvited and threaten to abduct me! You tied my hands and threw me in the back of a van. I think it was only logical that I fight you every step of the way.”
    “Tell me she’s kidding,” Karkoff said to Sasha. He sounded annoyed. “You broke into her house and abducted her without explaining yourselves first?”
    “We told her you wanted to talk to her,” Sasha argued hotly.
    “I think that was after you’d already trussed me up like a turkey and threatened to shoot my dog if I didn’t come willingly,” Katie pointed out. She was not letting Sasha get away with minimizing his bad behavior.
    Karkoff shook his head, but it was a bit like he was blowing off the antics of a high-spirited child, not trying to justify the bad behavior of a full-grown man. This didn’t bode well for Katie. Then Karkoff hauled back and slapped Sasha across the face so hard that Katie heard the man’s neck pop.
    She covered her mouth with her hands, shocked. Sasha barely flinched. In fact, he curled his lip at the old man and sneered. Karkoff waved his hand to indicate that Sasha should just go. Sasha turned on his heel and exited the study, but not before he made a point of leering at Katie as though she were a prime item on some menu.
    The study door closed and Katie was alone with Boris Karkoff. She had no idea what to expect, but there was no way she was going down without a fight.
    * * *
    Viktor stood at Katie’s back door with a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. In the dim gleam of her porch light, he could see splinters of wood scattered about from where the door had obviously been kicked in. Inside the house, Max was barking furiously.
    Moving carefully, Viktor pushed the door open. It had only been pulled closed. A quick examination of the lock proved that the entire handle would have to be replaced. The door was old and solid, but the lock had been flimsy.
    The kitchen was a mess. There were muffins scattered everywhere and the place was boiling hot. Viktor noted that the oven was hanging open and was still on. Heat poured into the room as the gas

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