'Yeah?' I wait for Viktor to speak. I've been waiting for his call.
'How's the girl?' He asks, interested in on how I'm dealing with his choice of a slave.
'She's good.' My replies come out short and blunt, I don't have time for chit chat, I need to know that we're still on track.
'I'm in Tehran right now. I can't get in touch much. Plan is going well, once I get the details on where and when the auction is taking place I'll update you.' I let out a breath and feel satisfied with the news, although not satisfied enough. 'Sounds good.'
'Farewell Kaleb.' He said then I cut the line and kept a tight hold of the phone in my hand, almost crushing it. It'd been years since I met Viktor. Years since he made me into the man I am today. Years since I erased what was left of me and become the mo
