"Good day, Mr. Hawthorne," Nikolai uttered.
"Nothing good about the day, Nikolai. I want you and your men to assist Darius. He will fill you in on the plan. I want that bastard's head, Nikolai."
"You can surely count on me. You know I'm quite good at things like this. I have connections in all the underground dealings. I'll make sure to find your man," he said, walking closer to me as he drew out a cigarette and placed it in my mouth.
"Now, just chill, Mr. Hawthorne. Chill and leave the rest to me."
He had surely forgotten his place and his ego, but I had no time for him at the moment. Once I was done with Gregor Volkov, I would have time to show Nikolai where he belonged. For now, I just hoped he would do the job properly and find Gregor's hiding place.
I also hoped the location his
