NIKOLAI
"Williams, you have to find him. Do something," she cried, shaking, her fingers curling around the blanket like it was the only thing holding her together.
Williams turned to me.
"Find my boy for me."
But I wasn't looking at him.
I was looking at her.
The way her shoulders hunched, the way she sobbed like a grieving lover.
It grated at me.
It was wrong.
Too f*****g fake. Too f*****g convenient.
I had seen enough of it to know.
I turned to Williams, forcing a slow, cold smile onto my face. "Oh, I will." My voice was smooth, low. "And once I do—he's mine to take."
I let my gaze flick back to Ava, let her see me, let her understand.
"And everyone who touched him will f*****g burn."
HE WAS EASY to track.
The chip was still in his ear.
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