[IVAN]
I stomp my way down the long hallway, leading to the bank of elevators where more of my men are already waiting for me. I frown at each of them, wondering what has made them so attentive all of a sudden.
“What’s happening?” I ask Igor, before we both come to a stop and wait for the elevator that would apparently take four more floors to reach us.
“About that,” Igor says, and it’s obvious from the concerning look on his face that something isn’t right.
Of course, I already know that. If that weren’t the case, he wouldn’t have barged in on Ana and me the way he did. But the fact that the main door was already broken, and my phone was on silent, knocking on the bedroom door was the only option for him to get my attention. I get that. Perhaps that’s why he still has both his legs an
