“He’s here because I told him to be,” I snap back. I’m in no mood for games, especially not now. “So are you gonna talk or not?”
Yuri swallows. He looks between us, then seems to make a decision. Good. I wasn’t going to wait much longer. “It’s about the D.C. plan.”
That gets my attention. “What happened?”
I’m expecting news of a delay. I’m expecting to hear the vory are being difficult, that they’re still demanding to be looped in. I’m even expecting to see an extra zero tacked on the price last minute.
What I’m not expecting is for Yuri to say, “It’s over, Matvey.”
“It’s over,” Yuri repeats. “The deal… it fell through.”
“Blyat’,” Petra curses after Yuri’s filled her in.
My thoughts exactly. This could bust everything wide open: the operation, our dreams, all of it. That’s the only
