[IVAN]
“Here goes the last one,” Dimitri says, tucking his gun back into the holster and watching his handiwork with dark amusement in his eyes.
And Ana calls me sick. I scoff. The things this man could do to a human being are beyond imagination. Even I can’t match his barbarity sometimes. Not that there’s some sort of competition.
On the ground, before his feet, two dead men are crumpled, the bullet wounds in their heads and over their hearts. A halo of blood beneath their lifeless bodies.
I huff out a smoky breath and look up at the gloomy sky. It’s been a quiet and cold night for the most part, but then I get a call from Dimitri, saying I’m welcome to watch if I fancy seeing the last mole in our organization go down. I was more than thrilled to accept it. With this piece of s**t gon
