Lev: a Shot Callers novel

Lidiya had put her thumb into her mouth, snatched up her blankie, and settled on my chest, resting her head on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead. “I wanted to take edgy photos. Pictures of people and situations that made people do a double-take. I wanted to be rash and reckless, and bring awareness to subjects that were often forgotten.” I shrugged, accidentally jolting Lidiya. “Oh, sorry, honey,” I whispered. “I wanted to make a difference.”


Lidiya, getting sick of my chatter and movement, picked herself up and crawled over to her daddy, who already had his arms open for her. He folded them around her, holding her close, and the moment she tucked her nose into the side of his neck, she closed her eyes and sighed, dozing almost immediately.

I smiled at the pair. But the sight triggered my next question. “Where is Lidiya’s mom?” I asked cautiously. “I know she lives with her but no one mentions her.”

Without thinking, he answered through a growl, “Lidiya’s mother is a poor excuse for a human being, and as soon as the opportunity presents itself, Lidi will live with me permanently.”

I was momentarily stunned. It was the most emotion I’d ever seen pulled from him. I couldn’t understand what the woman had done to him that he’d hate her so much. I had to ask, “What did she do?”

His lips thinned and his nostrils worked, as if he was having a hard time controlling himself. “Irina thought she could extort money from me by getting pregnant. She’d tampered with condoms, and I never thought to question her. I never had to question a woman before. She taught me how cunning a woman could be.” He shook his head. “The look of shock on her face when I told her I wanted the baby was amusing. After that, she demanded money to not terminate the pregnancy.” He kissed a sleeping Lidiya’s head. “She never wanted Lidiya. She despises her. Mirella isn’t just Lidiya’s nanny.” He sent me a fierce look. “She’s her bodyguard.”

“Oh, my God,” I whispered, my face pale. “Does she hurt her?”

“No, she wouldn’t dare. Not with Mirella around.” He readjusted the little girl, holding her close. “It’s the reason I hired her. Mirella is a retired Marine. I explained our need for someone who could act under pressure. She doesn’t let Lidiya out of her sight. Not ever.”

My shoulders slumped in relief. “I hope I never meet this woman. I would love to give her a piece of my mind.”

“You’ll have to get in line,” he uttered, and confusion swept through me, because it sounded as if he made a joke.

He never joked.

I worked on unwrapping a sandwich and handed half to him. He took it without a word and we ate in silence a while before I thought of another question. “I hope this doesn’t sound rude, but I’ve been wondering.” I smiled through a grimace, knowing it would sound rude. “What exactly do you do at the club?”

His eyes locked onto mine, and they smiled. “At night, I keep an eye on the patrons. Look out for trouble. Make sure people are having a good time. During the day, I look after the books, transactions and such.”

“Bookkeeper.” I snorted lightly. “Who would’ve thought? When I think about bookkeeper, I see a balding middle-aged man with a bulging midsection, not someone like you.”

“Like me?” he asked, his puzzlement evident.

I rolled my eyes at his attempt at modesty. “Come on, Lev. You must know you’re gorgeous. If your eyes couldn’t hypnotize women, the rest of you would for sure.”

His brows rose. “You think I’m handsome?”

I would’ve decked him if it weren’t for the sweet little girl currently using him as a mattress. Instead, I picked up my bottle of water and sipped, keeping my eye on him. He seemed sincere in his disbelief that I would find him attractive.

Life had this way of sneaking up on you. You’d just be sitting there, lost in a moment, when all of a sudden, a cold feeling swept across your belly and you asked yourself if you ever lived a day in your life.

Being alive was easy. Living, on the other hand…well, that was a little harder. Courage rose from deep within me, and my heart pounded. I didn’t have a thing to lose, so I went for it. “You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, Lev. Hands down.”

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