NOTHING. THERE’S BEEN NO NEWS ABOUT ANDREI’S LOCATION.
I’ve been pacing around the computer room since we returned back home, my pulse thundering as Kirill and the Bratva’s other tech-skilled workers work on finding a way to track Andrei. I’m not sure how long it has been — it’s past midnight now — but I do know that there’s not even been a single progress made.
Andrei made it impossible to track him down — he’s one of the tech-skilled people, so it wasn’t that much of a task for him. And so, we have to wait for him to give us a call to discuss whatever s**t he wants.
But deep down, I have an idea of what he probably wants. A high probability of that could be the Bratva if it’s Drovosky he’s working it. Or maybe something closer to it.
Because what makes a high socialite’s loyal guard
