The Accountant

Sonofabitch! No one escapes him. No one! He will have that cocksucker in his hands and will skin him alive slowly.

Alec was boiling inside with rage. He had always prided himself on his astute perception of his surroundings. What happened was a blotch on his reputation. It wouldn't do. He will have his man.

His tzar would want a piece of that cocksucking assassin. Alec would be glad to let Dominic play with the fucker before he made good on his promise.

The general's mind might be preoccupied with planning but his outer countenance remained stoic and observant. No emotions showed on his face.

His concentration shifted though when he heard curses and shouting outside the operating room. Shit! He had been gone long enough. It's not a good idea to let his tzar kill the hospital staff.

Dominic was in a complete panic state, he had demanded multiple surgeons and internists to operate on his woman. Talk about possessive protectiveness. His leader surely took the cake.

"What the fuck do you mean she won't be able to wake up for a few days!?" Dominic yelled at the doctor's face. The poor fella quaked before him. Shit! The man was the best surgeon in the country.

"Sir..." The doctor gulped. "Your fiancee...she had a concussion...yeah...and..."

Fiancee? Beau will castrate him.

"Motherfucker! Speak up. I'm losing patience here." The tzar's voice lowered in a menacing octave. Not a good sign.

"Is there anyone brave enough to explain everything to us?" It's time for Alec to interrupt before heads would fly. A brave soul moved forward.

Surprisingly, it was a young attractive female doctor. Interesting.

She licked her lips nervously while she looked at him. Eyes wide and possibly imploring and she averted her gaze as soon as their eyes met. "Ms. Anderson suffered a concussion on her right temple and the bullet entered half an inch above her heart and nicked her left lung. The operation was successful but she needs time to recover. I recommended an induced coma to help her recover quickly and to lessen her pain." She took a deep shaky breath after her monologue.

reasonable now. A bit

and more than a month to recover." The cute doctor looked beyond their shoulders and the elegant symmetrical features

I be able to see her?" There was gruffness in Dominic's voice that

done cleaning her up. In a few minutes." She answered in a

You will be well

you wish, Mr. Vasiliy. Please excuse me. I have to go back to your fiancee." Her fearful eyes lingered on Alec's emotionless

eyes

prisoners. I thought you might want to interrogate them yourself. But we killed everyone else. The leader escaped. You and I are familiar with Antoine Lemonte. The dons and capos had him on their payroll but he bailed after a few years. We combed the underground. The cartels and mafia leaders are denying their involvement. Spies are

at the hospital's wallpaper, thinking. Calculating. "How did they

them knew.

to the core. Each and everyone would die for their mafia leader. Who would have access

him. I will chop him to pieces myself. And have the new estate ready within 24 hours. I will be bringing my fiancee home." Those were Dominic's last instructions

lot of blood will be spilled before this was

physician's, she blushed before ducking

Hmmm, interesting.

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Dominic

looked so fucking frail and small on the hospital bed. Equipment of different shit was connected to her. The most important one he had his eyes on was

fault. He took her report for granted and she paid the price. Every person on that list will be dead by the end of the day. He will make sure they suffer like

Her parlor hiding her vibrant beauty and her perfect doe-like

deep shaky breath. With his stomach churning in fright, it was painful.

He fucking hated hospitals. The last time he visited one was when his mother gave birth to his

bring her home. A room exactly like this one will be set up and he will employ