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driveway. I won’t hesitate for a second defending my wife from
    scum like you.”
    Jordyn looked up at Zack and his face was set like it was sculpted from stone. It was amazing
    that just a little while ago he was being so gentle with her, because right now the man that stood with
    his arm protectively blocking her was as dangerous as they come.
    “You’d keep me from my grandchild? What kind of man are you?” she screeched.
    “You’re as much a grandmother as Hitler was a nice guy,” Zack snapped. “You live a life
    steeping fear into other people for your gain. Instead of grieving and moving on, you threaten a
    pregnant woman and imply ripping the child—her child—from her womb. I’m going to tel you this,
    you may be stupid enough to come back or send your goons, but you wil fail.”
    Zack stepped closer, not caring about her two bodyguards. His hands were clenched against
    his side, but he raised a finger to point at them. “My promise to you is this, if you ever come back
    here, if Jordyn so much as fal s and scratches her knee, if our child catches a cold and I feel it’s your
    fault, I’m coming for you.
    “You don’t want to be on my scope because I’m trained not to be seen. I’l find you, I’l find your
    family's family and the family of that family and every extended person you have ever helped, gave
    money to or sat down to dinner with. I wil inflict so much suffering on your house you’l reel from it.”
    Zack turned his gaze to each of her bodyguards. “Starting with you two. I have the means to find and
    crumble your little organization, so think on that as you get the fuck off my property.”
    Sergei’s mother looked at him for the longest time, as if she was trying to gauge how serious he
    was. Jordyn noticed that Zack never blinked, his face never changed and his body stance never
    wavered. Whatever she saw in his eyes must’ve terrified the older woman because she visibly
    swal owed and when she fixed the scarf thrown over her shoulder, her hands shook.
    “This may not be over,” she said and stuck her nose in the air as she turned back to the car.
    “I think it is. Go home, Brighton Beach Dame, and know that you’re now on the radar of both
    military and government agencies.” Zack smiled coldly. “And even worse, there’s me.”
    She flicked her hands at her bodyguards and they hustled to get her back into the sedan. Zack
    watched them head down his driveway before his stance changed and his body visibly relaxed.
    “Are you okay?” he asked.
    Jordyn nodded. “What if they come back?”
    Zack took her hand and they continued up to his house. “She won’t be coming back. Man or
    woman, I’ve dealt with people like that and the ones to worry about keep my gaze. She told on
    herself, she looked away, she’s thinking on the possibility of losing everything she has and the
    people who could testify against her. She’l go home and try to shore up her defenses and feel
    secure.”
    “But she isn’t going to be able to do that, is she?” Jordyn prodded. “I feel so sorry for the people
    she has under her thumb in New York.”
    “Hel no, I’m not letting her go back to being a terror in New York or anywhere else. Her
    organization wil fal . The cops and other law enforcement wil start building a case against her.
    Surveil ance insider people who are brave enough wil talk. Trust me, we’l be seeing her on the news
    in handcuffs before the end of next year.”
    “God, that’s good. Sergei said she was a real y bad woman. If her son was afraid of her,
    imagine everyone else,” Jordyn said.
    “You don’t have to worry anymore, sweetheart. You and I, we’re going to be just fine, I swear it.”
    Zack pul ed her into his arms and looked down at her. “Do you believe me?”
    “More than anything in the world.” Jordyn smiled. “I’m glad you walked into the coffee shop,
    Zack.”
    “Wanna know a secret?”
    Jordyn nodded.
    “I never went to the Java Hut before. I