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who looks dangerously close to the photos you gave me. The only confusion was the name of the individual—we know him as Brad Keller, but the police know him as a Russian mobster. The NYPD has been following a guy who was deeply involved with some Russian bad guys. His level of involvement was too deep for him to be American. The Russian mob only trusts their own. Therefore, chances were that Brad Keller was a Russian passing as an American.”
“Oh my God. The business partner who stole my money has ties to the Russian mob?” I think I’m going to pass out. This cannot be happening to me.
“The NYPD investigators are fairly certain of this fact and it explains a lot. We were puzzled because you never mentioned anything about Brad not being American, but since we couldn’t find any traces of him in New York until three years ago, we started looking into other databases across the country, and it was impossible to find your Brad Keller with the social security and driver license numbers he gave you when the two of you became partners. We couldn’t find Brad Keller because his birth name doesn’t match. All of his legal papers are under Vladislav. Please don’t ask me to pronounce his last name. I don’t even remember what Misty told me.”
“This is not good. I knew he was secretive, but I never could have imagined he was involved with people who could have killed me.”
“Yeah, the Russian mob never plays nice.”
“Bryce, you talked about your brother? You’ve never mentioned a brother before. I assumed you were an only child.”
“My baby sister died of a drug overdose at twenty-one and the story between my brother and I is still a sore topic for me.”
“I see. I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t be sorry. My parents died two years ago. They passed away a few months apart. My dad went first. After his death, my mom didn’t see the point in living without him. They’d been together since they were teenagers. It was so tragic to see her so sad and alone, but to be honest, since the death of my sister, my mother had never been the same.”
“I’m so sorry to hear this. ”
“The situation is so bad between us that my brother and I didn’t cross paths during the year both our parents died. He’d been managing their affairs and we only saw each other after three years at the attorney’s office during the reading of the will.”
“That’s heavy.”
“It is. Let me call Misty and tell her we’ll be in the office in an hour and I’ll tell you all about my brother over breakfast. I’ll be forced to call him and I haven’t spoken to him in five years. I hope to God this doesn’t involve having to see my ex-wife again.”
He’s already jumped out of bed in the direction of the bathroom before I can ask about the ex-wife factor and the connection with his brother. I jump out of bed and run into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When I walk in, I can see from his dark expression that the story about his brother isn’t a good one. By the time I make it to the kitchen, he already has a full breakfast ready—two blenders full of protein smoothies.
“This is one is for you. I prepared two separate portions because I double up on the protein.”
“Thanks very much. So you can do more than reheat food in the kitchen,” I say, attempting to break the tension in the room.
“All right, so let me do this so it’s as painless as possible.”
“I’m all ears.”
He pauses, looks at me, opens his mouth to talk and pauses again.
“My brother, Liam, is eight years my senior. We were the best of friends our entire life. He supported every decision I’ve made in my life. He was my rock. The one person I could turn to at anytime in my life. He admired my guts in being willing to take big risks and I admired his strategic mind in going after what he wanted in life. He became a prominent and well-respected New York attorney and about eight years ago he became a judge. Since then, he’s been
“Oh my God. The business partner who stole my money has ties to the Russian mob?” I think I’m going to pass out. This cannot be happening to me.
“The NYPD investigators are fairly certain of this fact and it explains a lot. We were puzzled because you never mentioned anything about Brad not being American, but since we couldn’t find any traces of him in New York until three years ago, we started looking into other databases across the country, and it was impossible to find your Brad Keller with the social security and driver license numbers he gave you when the two of you became partners. We couldn’t find Brad Keller because his birth name doesn’t match. All of his legal papers are under Vladislav. Please don’t ask me to pronounce his last name. I don’t even remember what Misty told me.”
“This is not good. I knew he was secretive, but I never could have imagined he was involved with people who could have killed me.”
“Yeah, the Russian mob never plays nice.”
“Bryce, you talked about your brother? You’ve never mentioned a brother before. I assumed you were an only child.”
“My baby sister died of a drug overdose at twenty-one and the story between my brother and I is still a sore topic for me.”
“I see. I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t be sorry. My parents died two years ago. They passed away a few months apart. My dad went first. After his death, my mom didn’t see the point in living without him. They’d been together since they were teenagers. It was so tragic to see her so sad and alone, but to be honest, since the death of my sister, my mother had never been the same.”
“I’m so sorry to hear this. ”
“The situation is so bad between us that my brother and I didn’t cross paths during the year both our parents died. He’d been managing their affairs and we only saw each other after three years at the attorney’s office during the reading of the will.”
“That’s heavy.”
“It is. Let me call Misty and tell her we’ll be in the office in an hour and I’ll tell you all about my brother over breakfast. I’ll be forced to call him and I haven’t spoken to him in five years. I hope to God this doesn’t involve having to see my ex-wife again.”
He’s already jumped out of bed in the direction of the bathroom before I can ask about the ex-wife factor and the connection with his brother. I jump out of bed and run into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When I walk in, I can see from his dark expression that the story about his brother isn’t a good one. By the time I make it to the kitchen, he already has a full breakfast ready—two blenders full of protein smoothies.
“This is one is for you. I prepared two separate portions because I double up on the protein.”
“Thanks very much. So you can do more than reheat food in the kitchen,” I say, attempting to break the tension in the room.
“All right, so let me do this so it’s as painless as possible.”
“I’m all ears.”
He pauses, looks at me, opens his mouth to talk and pauses again.
“My brother, Liam, is eight years my senior. We were the best of friends our entire life. He supported every decision I’ve made in my life. He was my rock. The one person I could turn to at anytime in my life. He admired my guts in being willing to take big risks and I admired his strategic mind in going after what he wanted in life. He became a prominent and well-respected New York attorney and about eight years ago he became a judge. Since then, he’s been
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