“No?” My mouth curves. “Even though she’s killed at least fifty people?”
Her face twists. “Huh?”
“Katya. When she isn’t trying to kill you, little bunny, she’s killing others for contract money. She already owes me twenty lives.” I tilt my head, studying her. “You still think she should walk free?”
“Wait, ” she pulls back from me, startled. “Is Katya a serial killer?”
I laugh. “She’s more of the professional kind.”
Her wide eyes are comical, and I choke back another chuckle.
“She’s an assassin!” she blurts.
“So is Irina. Though she’s retired.”
“Oh my god.” Her jaw damn near hits the floor.
“It’s a little late, Zayka. But this is the Drognov family.”
“That’s…” She shakes her head, lost. “I don’t know what to say. What to even think.”
“Don’t think. Just listen.” I take her hand, g
