Rurik shakes his head, the hand with the gun waving around dangerously. I stop talking to keep him from accidentally pulling the trigger. “No, that was Sevastian. Remember him? The man you trusted most turned you in to the FBI. That should have taught you how poor your judgment is, but you refused to learn from your lesson. The moment Sevastian was gone, you brought this woman into your house.”
Rurik turns away from me for a moment to look at Courtney, genuine hatred burning in his eyes. I push my rage into the back corner of my mind. I’ll open it later. Not now.
“She brought nothing but trouble for you,” he says. “It was so easy to take Tati from right under her nose and to convince her friend to spy for us.”
My jaw clicks at the realization that Rurik was behind Tati’s near-kidnapping
