Vladimir’s point of view…
“A change of identity. Wow!” Konstantin chuckled at the thought, before continuing. “Why doesn’t that surprise me? That daughter of mine is no different from how her mother was. She thinks she can get away somehow and start a new life in her own make believe fantasy world, just like her mother did. Well, she will soon find out what her mother did years ago. Fantasies don’t exist in my book, in our book. I’m going to enjoy ripping through her picture perfect fantasy once and for all.” Konstantin stated on the limo ride back to the hotel.
“So will I, but how exactly do we go about doing so? I mean, there is no plan as to how we’ll find her now. For all we know she could have disappeared already.” I said.
“Relax Vladimir. Don’t give yourself wrinkles before the ti
