But after yesterday, everything is bubbling up to the surface. I can’t keep it all inside or I’ll explode.
“Is it the Mikhail people?”
“Right. Them. Is it them?”
I take a breath. Leo’s brother died at their hands. If they want me, this must be serious.
And for Leo, it’s personal.
“Is that what started the feud? The fact that they murdered your brother?”
“Tensions were rising before then,” Leo tells me. “The Mikhailov had historically claimed the lion’s share of power. But we were rising fast under my brother’s leadership.”
Leo nods. “We were still growing. My brother was young. They took advantage.”
“So this isn’t likely to end anytime soon?”
“Not until one of us is dead,” he says bluntly.
I stare at him. He looks so solid. Too stubborn to die. But after seeing what those men did
