Bratva Blood Brothers

When she and Nicky had come to New Orleans three years ago, Raven had learned everything she could about the city and who actually ran it. After what happened with Carlos, trapping her into a life of thievery, she had learned to be very careful. She’d gotten a job at the hotel/restaurant in housekeeping and worked her way up to being a hostess in the restaurant.To most women, it would have seemed like an ordinary job with little advantage but to Raven it was a top notch job, a place of responsible position. After what she’d done in the past, she felt good for the first time in a long time. Her and Nicky had been trapped into that existence. They had been forced to steal. So Nicky hadn’t known any other kind of living really. She had been so glad to escape that world and now she could feel some pride when she got paid for a legitimate job. She also hoped that Nicky would see that this was the best way to live. To have some honor and live honestly.After taking her tenspeed across town

When she had first heard the ping of the elevator, Raven had quickly moved into her hiding place. The air shaft vent was located low on the wall inside the bedroom. The cover held in place by four small screws were easily removed by the small screwdriver she carried in her backpack. She barely had time to get inside before Yuri and Kosta were inside the room. She’d hardly dared to breathe when the two men were inside searching the room. Her fingers locked in place as she’d held the cover to the shaft in place.Raven had then waited another fifteen minutes before she unfolded her small body and came out of hiding. Carefully leaning the cover against the wall, she now crawled out of the vent and slowly stood. Lucky for her she was flexible enough to still get into small places. At only five feet tall, she was small enough to go unnoticed by most. Replacing the screws, she moved to the kitchen area.She didn’t go to the front door. Instead, she moved to the service elevator or the dumbw

“How did a woman like that even get close enough to get Nikoli’s attention?” Kosta asked Yuri.“She brought herself to his attention three months before when she introduced herself to him at a nightclub," Yuri explained. "She told him almost right away that she wanted to be his mistress but Nikoli refused her advances. By then his wife was around five months pregnant and he was not looking for someone to fill his bed. When he told Andria that he loved his wife and wouldn’t seek another woman’s bed, she didn’t care. She figured if she wanted it bad enough, he would just sleep with her and she would become all important to his future. It got so bad that Nikoli banned her from his places of business and had her arrested on several occasions. Then she got it into her head that Nikoli wasn’t paying attention to her because of his wife. Andria attacked Bethany the night she was killed. She stabbed Bethany causing her to go into premature labor. Just after she delivered her son, Bethany died

Yuri motioned for her to sit and he waited until she sat down to again sit, behind his desk. Folding his fingers into a steeple, he rested them against his lips and watched as she simply stared at him. “Do you know who I am?”Raven still looked alert as she answered, “You are Yuri Anatoly.”Yuri nodded. “I know your first name but not your last name. I could look it up of course, but I’d rather you just told me.”Raven looked away and the action told Yuri something important. When she looked back at him, he could see the blankness in her eyes. “My name is Raven Casseni.”He knew she was lying the moment she said the words but he let it pass. He leaned forward and pushed the photo of her brother toward her. “I’m told you know this young man.” Raven took the photo and gazed at it for a long moment before raising her gaze to her boss. “I might. Why?” Her eyes met his in a steady gaze.For once in his life, it was Yuri who looked away first. His eyes dropped to the photo and he asked, “W

Yuri shook his head. “Gregor placed an extra sensor on the door to the penthouse a few days ago. I thought someone had been in there a few other times. The only strange thing about those times is there was never anything missing then either. The alarm I set activates it when I’m not there. When it tripped last night, they knew it wasn’t me entering the apartment. We watched the monitors but didn’t see anyone in the apartment. When Kosta and I went up there, no one was in the penthouse and my wallet was on my dresser. We watched for a long time but no one came out.”Sazon frowned. “You said this has happened before? Someone entering your apartment without leaving a trace?”Yuri shrugged. “I’m not sure now. Once or twice before, I thought things had been moved around maybe but it could have been myself doing t