Bastian
A few hours after that call, my phone buzzed again. It was the same man who had given me the lead on Nikolai earlier. I answered, barely able to contain my anticipation.
“I’ve found him,” the voice said. He didn’t sound too pleased, but I didn’t care. “Sending you the location now.”
A second later, my phone dinged with a message. My heart raced as I clicked on it. A flower shop? What kind of game was Nikolai playing?
Without hesitation, I grabbed my jacket and headed for the door, the tension mounting with every step. The flower shop was a thirty-minute drive, but it felt like hours as my mind churned through the possibilities of what I was about to learn. What was this secret? What did Nikolai know about Kaida that could possibly change everything?
When I finally arrived at t
