Chapter One
“SHE IS HERE.”
Valeri Kovalenko looked up from his computer to acknowledge Taras, his personal aide and secretary. “Already?” he asked in minor annoyance. He removed his stylish eyeglasses that he only wore while working and placed them on his desk. “Der'mo. I was hoping to finish these financial projections before taking on babysitting duties.”
Taras smiled in agreement with his boss, the Kassir of the Kovalenko Bratva. “Yes, I’m sure; but business before pleasure, eh? I know nothing gives you more pleasure than big numbers, my friend.”
Valeri inhaled thoughtfully. “That they do,” he confirmed, a frown forming on his clean-shaven face. “I only hope the cost of my brother’s little war are only numbers, and not lives. It’s unfortunate that Goragavan is under siege.”
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