BONUS EPILOGUE
BARAN
Eight months later…
Scorpions were said to primarily live in the desert and other desolate places. The particular scorpion he was after, apparently lived in a rustic hunting cabin in the Nevada desert. Or so the anonymous text message had claimed.
Baran peered through his binoculars at the shack in the distance. It sat underneath a mountain ridge and was surrounded by thickets. Inside was his prey for the night. During their stakeout, a man almost as big as Viking had come outside to feed his dogs. Baran hadn’t felt anything other than anticipation and coldness when he spotted him. Nothing about the man seemed familiar except for his big frame. Just as he’d feared, Baran hadn’t recognized him. There was only one way to do that.
Content as he was wit
