“You and your woman have caused me a great deal of trouble,” Petrov said calmly, though Edge didn’t miss the angry flush beneath his cheekbones.

“We did our best,” Edge agreed.

“You have some big stones coming here. You must know this place belongs to me.”

“We’re aware. That’s why we’re here. We wanted to talk to you.”

Petrov leaned back in his chair. “Is that right?”

“That’s right.” From the corner of his eye, Edge caught movement, a woman with platinum blond hair in a low-cut, long, white-satin dress.

“And what, exactly, is it you want from me?”

“We want to make you a business proposition. Enter into an employment contract, in a manner of speaking.”

Petrov scoffed. “You want to go to work for me—you and your woman?”

“That’s right. We’re a team. We’ll be happy to give you a little background information if you need it.”

“I know everything about you. I know you both work private. Hired help, so to speak. I know that you, Mr. Logan, were forced out of the army. No golden boy, are you?”

Irritation trickled through him, but he managed to tamp it down. In this case, the bogus charges worked in his favor. He wondered how Petrov knew. But Henson had said the man had contacts everywhere.

“You’re well-informed,” Edge said. “Considering the scope of your operation, I’m not surprised.”

“By now, you must have guessed Dutch doesn’t work for Henson. He never did. He works for me. The moment you showed up at the compound in Blancha Springs, I knew you were trouble. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do about it at the time.” Petrov leaned over and plucked a cigar out of the humidor on his desk but made no attempt to light it. “Chamaya is another story. You’re lucky you made it out of there alive.”

“It wasn’t luck,” Edge said.

“That’s the thing,” Skye added. “We’re obviously good at what we do. We zeroed in on Daniel Henson’s operation and shut him down, found him again and shut him down a second time.”

“Henson was a clown,” Edge added. “He thought with his dick instead of his brain. We’re both former military, both professionals. We can make sure your interests are secure. And if you have a problem with the competition, we can keep them out of your hair.”

Petrov fingered the cigar, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. “You destroyed two of my operations. You cost me an absurd amount of money. Did you think shutting down my lab was going to keep some spoiled kid out there from buying drugs?”