Cain Marko didn’t know what else to do. His nephew Serg had promised to text him when the meeting with the boy’s long lost father had ended. No such text arrived, and although he might have had cause for alarm, he knew the kid well enough by now that he wasn’t shy about spontaneously jumping into adventures.
He assumed that Serg had merely slipped into the bustling nightlife thrills of NYC and… well, at the very least he hoped the boy got laid.
But now it was half-past ten in the morning and no word from Serg. Cain decided to go back to the hotel and see if his brother Legrand—Serg’s recently-found father—had a line on where the boy might have ventured off to…
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