“It’s bad,” Viktor said, pointing toward the room. His expression conveyed horror and disgust. My entrance didn’t even faze him, he was so lost in his own thoughts. When I opened the door, I saw Viktor leaning against the wall, his head cast down in defeat. The air around me was stale and my steps were hard against the silence as I prepared myself for the worst. They bowed their heads in respect as I walked by.Īs I stepped into the dark hallway that led to the soundproof basement, my body tensed. I walked out of my office and found a few of my men standing in the hallway, lined up and on guard. Viktor was a crazy bastard, and if something had him this riled up, then it was something big. I could tell it was something really bad. “We’ve got a problem,” a harsh voice said through the phone. This book contains dark-and sometimes violent-depictions of the world of organized crime, sexual assault, and suicide, and some events might be triggers for some readers. Not intended for readers younger than 18. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to locales, events, business establishments, or actual persons-living or dead-is entirely coincidental. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission.
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