Russian Mafia Tsar [18+]

Chapter 20 - Kintsugi

After Kirill left the office, he drove recklessly through the city but it was not something he was new to. Speeding on the highway, he called Yuri who picked up yelling at him in Russian,

"Kirill! I called you 13 times, where the fuck have you been?! She is in Ridge-"

"I know, where are you?!" Kirill interrupted him.

"I will be there...Kirill, he has a bunch of my guys working for him." Yuri said hesitantly.

"No, really?!" Kirill asked his voice soaked with sarcasm. "And I thought he did it all by himself! You fucked up Yura. And so did I. I fucked up big time." Kirill ended his sentence while swerving to avoid colliding with an 18 wheeler.

"Fuck." Yuri responded. "You have to finish this and finish them all. Or else we will all drown."

"If I get there first, I won't wait for you. I'll go in and you back me up when you get there. How many of your boys are there?" Kirill asked all business like.

"About ten. Maybe more" Yuri responded with defeat.

"Fuck. That's a big security leak, Yura, you're getting old brother, time to retire!" And Kirill chuckled. He felt alive again, he was buzzing with excitement and determination to finish Tamik off. He had no doubt that he would leave there tonight with Mia under his arm.

Kirill pulled up to the given address and shook his head. It was an abandoned warehouse building with tall grass growing around the edges, broken windows, and scrap cars on the side. Tamik couldn't even think of anything original, Kirill thought, still using the same old tactics.

Kirill had never been to this building but had a hunch that Tamik probably did what they all used to do during their gang wars. Set up traps, station men on both levels with weapons, and lure their prey in where they couldn't escape from easily. Yuri was not there yet, so Kirill yelled,

"Tamik, baby, I'm here for you!" And then he heard a blood curdling scream right after he finished. He jumped on the level where a door lead inside, knowing he had to hurry as the screams continued. Sergei, the man who was assigned to be Mia's driver in the past, stepped out. He was a whole head shorter than Kirill and was nowhere close to Kirill's size but he patted him down and took Kirill's weapon and opened the door for him.

Kirill walked into a dark and damp hallway. He called for Tamik again, this time in Russian.

"Come on, Tamik, I've met your first rules. I arrived on time and gave up my gun. I didn't kill the first guy, just like you asked." Kirill was talking in a half joking manner. He wasn't scared of Tamik or his goons, no, he looked forward to killing him.

He heard Mia scream in agony again and started walking faster coming into an open space that was empty. A shot landed at his feet but he didn't move. He listened to hear for any sounds and heard a few men upstairs and around three on his level. Without a weapon, he knew he had to disarm someone and go in guns ablazing or hide. He stood where the shot stopped him in his tracks.

Suddenly, a metal pipe flew at his stomach and he doubled over in pain unable to breathe and fell on his knees. Immediately, the same pipe hit him on the back and he fell down fully on the cold cement floor. He heard gunshots but he didn't know where they were from or who they belonged to. He took the seconds of commotion to open his eyes and see who was standing above him and he kicked the man violently in the ankles and he fell down on the floor beside Kirill, both of them writhing in pain.

More gunshots rang out beside his head but they were clearly meant to scare and confuse him and not kill him. He had no idea where Mia was or who was shooting.

"Tamik!" He yelled again. "Come out, you filthy coward!" he yelled in Russian, referencing a Soviet cartoon they had all watched as kids.

"I'm unarmed. Come kill me yourself." Kirill had now stood up and yelled into the void.