Chapter Forty-FourI jam the phone painfully against my ear, unwilling to miss a single word.
“What follows is a contract between Grigori Rasputin and a man henceforth known as Nero Gorin,” Felix starts.
“What?” I stare at the three yellow papers, unsure which one he’s currently translating. My mind latches on to a random tidbit. “Did Nero have another name before?”
“You heard Rose and Vlad. Even they consider him old. He must’ve had tons of identities throughout his life,” Felix says. “Now let me go on.”
“Sorry,” I say. “Go ahead.”
“The first part is the secrecy clause,” Felix says. “The legal jargon is dense here, but I think it states that the parties signing this document aren’t allowed to disclose any details of the document to anyone for any reason. There’s also a list of topics
