Two Broken Hearts

Chapter thirty-two

Matteo's POV:

After i found out that Marcus, my second in command is held at Russia by the Russian mafia I had to get ready to get there and reassure them that we are still on good terms.

Antonio, Lucas, Kelsey and Sarah were going with me on a private plane to Russia and a few hours later back up will come... Just in case anything escalates.

We started to get ready, taking weapons and wardrobe because we don't know how long we will be there.

All that time I couldn't stop thinking about Karla. Is she alright? Did she succeed in... What she wanted to? When will she be back?

My guilt was also eating at me. I wanted nothing more than to drag her here by myself and tell her how crazy she is. But I have to put my mafia first for once. She wanted to do this and I believe that she can.

If she doesn't come back by the time that I come back from Russia, I will personally search for her.

I got some of my best men tracking Ivan, her father. As soon as we know his whereabouts my team is going to go there and search for Karla.

We arrived in front of my jet and the police officers were, of course, there.

There was one older who smirked at me and I didn't like his staring so I got closer to him.

"What?" I asked as he pretended he is searching me.

"Nothing, nothing." He said but his words were sarcastic.

"Just say it, I know you want to." I said thru gritted teeth

I fucking hated cops.

"I know you're searching for K.K." he said and then started to walk away, yelling for other cops "he's clear".

Before he could go I caught his hand ruffly.

"What do you know about her?" I asked, anger seeping thru me.

He chuckled: "You're searching for her and you don't even know that just about four days ago she was here and she hopped on one of your jets." He said while looking at me smugly.

I furrowed my eyebrows: "I would know if someone took my jet without asking me." I said, confused.

"No, you wouldn't. She had some good dude taking care of it all. He payed nice money and thought of everything." He said while trying to get away from my grip.

"What dude?" I asked as I couldn't hide my anger.

He laughed: "Here is his number, give him a call."

"Now, why would you give me that. You hate us. Especially me." I said, suspiciously.

He whispered then: "Well I hate K.K more. She fucking broke my nose twice, we have history. I tried to catch her multiple times and just four days ago I had to let her go because my boss said so. It's not rocket science to why I hate her."

I took the envelope while chuckling.

Kelsey, Lucas, Antonio and Sarah were already in the jet and Kelsey was frantically yelling that she is feeling the jet move.

I rolled my eyes and pushed the cop away as I made my way to the jet.

I got in and we started to take off.

All that time I had the number in my hand and the letter T. I was contemplating if I should call him and maybe he knows where she went and where she is.

After an hour of thinking I decided that I would call him, whoever he is.

Kelsey was excited like crazy and she demanded that I put him on speaker phone.

The guys were quite and interested to what are we about to hear.

I dialed his number and after a minute I hit call.

The phone rang twice and some dude said: "Yes?"

He sounded like a bitch to be honest, he couldn't have any type of relation with Karla.. right?

I quickly responded: "This is Matteo, where the fuck is Karla?"

I could hear on the other end a bit of shuffling and he again answered: "Wait! You're Matteo Konovalov?"

I rolled my eyes: "Yes, do you know where is Karla?" I asked.

"Da, saznao sam danas što se dogodilo s njom, prvo sam mislio da je umrla." He chuckled like it was funny.
(Yes, I found out today what happened to her, at first I thought she died.)

The faces in the jet fell when they heard Croatian. Now they don't know what he's saying, even better.

"Why would she die? Where is she? Is she OK?" I asked now really annoyed.

"Oh my God, Maria died?!" Kelsey yelled at the top of her lungs.

"No she didn't die! Can you shut up so I can listen!?" I said sharply to her.

She quickly shut up and sat back down. The others were relieved that Karla, in fact, wasn't dead.

"Can you speak English because we want to hear what happened to her?" I asked.

"OK, sure. Well she called me a few days ago, saying she needed help to get to Croatia where her father was. She explained the situation about her brother and the family being abducted and I as her best friend helped her." He started speaking.

"Wait, how do you know Karla?" I asked, lost in the conversation.

"I work for her father." He explained quickly and I encouraged him to go on.

"Anyway, I took care of everything and got her the jet to Croatia. She came safely and we met for coffee while she explained that she will talk with her father and try to make him understand everything. We, of course made plan B and sent guys to rescue the girls which I know they succeeded but Boss will be pissed when he finds out."

"To continue the story, she tried to sneak in the house and take Ivan by surprise but... She got caught and as I understand she was knocked unconscious. But don't worry I got news that the Boss didn't do anything to her except like slapped her a few times and starve her but now she is great, I mean she's OK." He finished the story in one breath. I was shocked to say the least.

"She was slapped and starved? Isuse! (Jesus!) OK, call this number if you have some other information. I'm right now on my way to Russia, I have some problems with them but I will answer the call." I said.

He chuckled: "So you really do care about her. She didn't talk a lot about you, it's like she blushed when I mention you. You both are fucked." He said.

I smiled but quickly recomposed myself and ended with "goodbye".

When I finished the call Lucas, Antonio and Kelsey were really happy for Karla and I can't say I wasn't. I just wasn't too happy about her being touched. She better be full intact when I see her. And I promised myself that would be soon!