34. Mine.
|Final chapters|
Katarina.
It was only asking for a taciturn and cold man, the size of a bunker, for the townspeople to give me Igor's location. Of course, seeing him again is not something I took very well, so the first thing I do when I enter his house, is to raze everything I can.
I smash all his crockery against the floor, a knife in my hand pointed at him.
"Start talking" I growl at him.
"Why the hell are you mad at me?" Igor growls back at me.
"Because I can't get mad at someone who doesn't remember me, so the second choice is you!" I laugh like a maniac. "Now tell me what the hell happened!"
"You turned my house to s**t, why would I listen to you?"
"You took my husband away from me, why wouldn't I kill you?"
Igor sighs, exasperated.
"Can you at least put th
