Ellis Barker was sitting in the austere room of Grigory and Sergei Petrov's house, ruthless leaders of the Kurganskaya Bratva. The heavy atmosphere was a constant reminder of the dangerous situation she was in. The door creaked open, and Mikhail allowed Angelo Messina to enter the room. Messina shot a thankful glance at Mikhail before closing the door.
Ellis's eyes met Messina's, and she couldn't help but express her curiosity and suspicion. “What are you still doing here?”
Maintaining an unruffled expression, Messina calmly replied, “I'm waiting for Vittorio, just like Grigory and Sergei.”
Ellis laughed ironically. “They'll be disappointed when they realize he's not coming to rescue me.”
Messina smiled enigmatically. “Nevertheless, Grigory and Sergei won't leave empty-handed. They'll
