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family, he moved across the country to Virginia.”
    Bart listened carefully even though everything Ivan said was in the FBI report.
    “My father had three sons and we all became involved in the family business.” At that, Ivan turned from the fireplace and pierced Bart with a stare. “I will not divulge our family business interests, but let’s just say we were profitable.”
    Keeping his expression neutral, Bart was cognizant extortion, fraud, money laundering, narcotics, plus a host of other nefarious dealings constituted the family’s businesses.
    “As the oldest, I received the largest share of our family’s interests. My brother, Mikhail, died in a business deal gone bad, but he had a son, Sergio. My other brother worked along with me until he had a heart attack about three years ago. His sons are Anton, who followed in his father’s footsteps and is now my right hand, and Dmitry, in graduate school learning accounting and finance. My son also had a heart attack early in life. It seems bad hearts are prominent in my family.”
    “Sergio is now in jail,” Bart stated, knowing the knowledge but wanting to hear Ivan’s explanation.
    Anton stood, walked over to the polished oak credenza, and poured a tumbler of whiskey for Ivan. Handing it to him, he faced Bart. “I know this is necessary, but can I ask why this interest in the family?”
    Bart considered standing, but continued to sit… for the moment. Holding Anton’s gaze, he said, “Doors and windows not broken; Constance’s whereabouts were known; the only person in the house was an elderly housekeeper. We’d be negligent to not consider that Erik’s kidnapping could have been someone close to the family.”
    At this, both Anton and Ivan visible reared back. Blinking twice, Ivan made his way over to the sofa once more, closely followed by Anton. Ivan nodded, pinching his lips.
    Bart added, “Sergio might be in prison, but his incarceration hardly means that he would not have those on the outside who would help him. Work for him.”
    “I won’t go into all our family endeavors,” Ivan warned, but said, “Four years ago I moved many of our family businesses mostly into legitimate companies. I wanted to hand something to my grandson that he could take over without fear of being thrown into prison. Anton and Dmitry’s father agreed and my son, along with my nephews, understood what we were doing. My other nephew, Sergio, never agreed and became a thorn in our side. I finally bought him out and gave him the money to start his own businesses.”
    Ivan stopped to stare at Bart once more. “I don’t have to tell you what he got into.”
    Bart shook his head. “No, sir. The indictments and conviction told the story well enough.”
    Shaking his head, Anton said, “Stupid fuck. My cousin got into human trafficking, something our family would have never consented to.”
    “So, when the FBI and DEA came snooping into my affairs, I handed them Sergio. He became an embarrassment to the family. Always drunk at family gatherings. Whoring away his life right in front of his wife. Disgraceful.”
    “That must have been hard,” Bart commented.
    A glint of steel shown in Ivan’s gaze. “Not at all, Mr. Taggart. I was not about to have my business interests, nor Anton, Dmitry, and Erik’s legacy tainted and destroyed by a selfish prick, no matter if he was my nephew.”
    Bart nodded, taking in the information and now adding Sergio at the top of his list. The man may be in prison, but he would have no problem getting someone to do his dirty work. And how better to retaliate at his uncle than to kidnap his grandson and financially ruin him?
    “Tell me about the notes and the payout.” Bart queried.
    Ivan sighed again. “I received a frantic call from Constance about two-fifteen a.m. She had already called 911 but I made sure to make a few calls myself. I called Anton in California, my lawyer, and my head of security. I had my driver bring Dmitry and me here