Better Left Unsaid

Chapter 5

"C'mon, Victor. Wake up! You're late." Olga shook him. He groaned, opening his eyes slowly.

"What time is it?" He yawned.

"It's ten o'clock! Get your lazy ass off the bed and get ready for your work, mister." She chuckled, jokingly.

"Ugh! Just give five minutes for gods sa..TEN O'CLOCK!" He yelled, getting out of bed immediately, startling Olga. "Holy shit, I'm late. They need me there. Why the hell didn't you wake me up early?!"

"You were so tired last night, so I didn't want to bother you. Plus, I didn't think you'll oversleep until this hour! So don't blame me," she frowned. "Do you want me to prepare breakfast?"

"Yes, Olga and how about cup of coffee and then we'll sit down and chit chat all day long without a care in the world?" He fake smiled. She sighed. "I'm going now. Do you need anything?"

"No, I'm good." She smiled. "Is Larisa coming today, too?" Her eyes lit up with anxiousness like a little kid.

"I don't know, but I don't think so. She has other things on her mind, you know."

"Okay, send her my greetings." She smiled.

"Will do, Olga, will do." He left.

***

"Why so early, Cherlin?" Larisa smirked as he walked into the Boss's office. He glared at her, clearly upset.

"I'm not in the mood, okay? It's bad enough that I'm already late. I don't need your lame jokes now."

"Okay, okay. My lips are sealed." She zipped her lips with her fingers, innocently.

"Anything new, Boss? Did you get any info about the place?" He asked. The Boss looked at Larisa who looked at Victor as if asking his permission to speak. "You can talk now. It better be useful, though."

She unzipped her lips, playfully and said "Thank you, your majesty," she stood up and bowed, jokingly, while Victor rolled his eyes. "Well, the address has the name of an old street and there, we found an old abandoned mansion; that is the only place they could hide in. And what we also noticed is that this mansion matches the one the Lebels were killed in. So, we think that if we go there we might get very useful information and might find these people and hopefully close the case for good. And like that, gentlemen, I rest my case. Thank you, thank you." She placed a hand on her chest and bowed in both directions - Victor and the Boss's.

"Okay, thank you. Then I better go there before they run away."

"But wait, what about the guy?" Larisa cut him off.

"What guy?" Victor asked, confused.

"You know, the 'tall and muscular good-looking guy' that is going to guard Anastasia's house at night," She smirked. He glared at her. "And day." She continued.

"I'll find one." He said, seriously. Larisa chuckled silently.

"How about Nikolay Rowan?" The Boss inserted."He's very good."

"Good-looking?" Larisa raised her eyebrows.

"Larisa!" Victor yelled. She laughed.

"Both," the Boss played along, smirking. "He's very strong. He would help you a lot. I, personally trust him."

"Okay, where is he now? I want to talk to him." Victor said.

"I'll call him right away." He then called the secretary to go call Nikolay. After a while, there was a knock on the door. "Get in." the Boss said. A tall and muscular man walked in the room. He was huge.