ZAKHAR
19 YEARS AGO
"Yes!" Gennady slams the glass desk with his fist, and I step back. "We've got them, Zakhar."
One day, he'll break that glass top. Instead of meeting on the ninth floor as usual, I've been called to the penthouse. Tanya granted Gennady one room, facing the skyline and not the park, to use for an office. She disapproves of business being discussed around their children. Her concern makes me laugh. Desmier is a wild teenager, and the other two show no interest in Daddy's business.
"Who do we have?" I ask, sitting down in the chair in front of his desk.
"The Lanzzare," he beams. "Alexander, the crafty devil, has found a dirty secret on them." Gennady sits down, smiling like a victor on his throne. "He's discovered a shipping company run by a Raymond D'Artello, and the
