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I pulled ine I grabbed two guns, a GLOCK and a Beretta, and tucked one in the waistband of my pants and the other in the front I adjustedthree knives strapped to my body, hidden yet easily accessible

I didn’t trust any of these fuckers

As soon as I stepped in the warehouse, I felt eyes on ainst one of the rusted walls to the sides The shadows hugged hi him back to the fray

Tendrils of s up in the darkness, a flare of brilliant orange as he inhaled He exhaled, those tendrils turning into a thick cloud in front of his face before dissipating

Although I only saw Dmitry, I knew his brother was close They were never far froe, they acted ht, what the other felt, how they’d react It was fucking eerie

“Your brother can crawl out of whatever dark hole he’s occupying anytih Nikolai would hear I es in his posture, listening to the sounds around e where his brother was

The Petrov brothers were young, in their early twenties, yet I knew they’d experienced much of the same depravity of the underworld as I had It had hardened thes toward others It had pulled that light that could’ve grown in therasp it

That's how I’d been, how I’d felt I had always assumed I’d die in a dark hole where I’d forever be alone, the dirt covering me up so I’d never have the chance to crawl myself out of it

I thought of Lina back in ht attainable, reachable Real And that’s why I’d do anything—everything—I could to ensure my world didn’t touch her

I could hear Nikolai’s low laugh so off the rusty, debilitated walls, but I kept my focus on Dmitry When I was a few steps fro hilowed as he stared at me

He leaned against the ith one leg crossed over the other, one hand tucked into his pants pocket He flipped the ash froarette, took oneoff the wall and co to stand before ht, white, and flashing in the darkness