Chapter 36
The warehouse smelled like blood and gunpowder when they finally made it back. She sat in the corner, still shaking from the adrenaline, watching as Dmitri patched up Viktor's shoulder. The big Russian had taken a bullet during the ambush, and she'd been the one to stop the bleeding.
"You did good out there," Viktor said, wincing as Dmitri pulled the stitches tight. "Real good. Thought I was done when that bastard got behind me."
"Just used what Nadia taught me," she said quietly. Her hands were still covered in Viktor's blood, dark and sticky.
"Nadia taught you field medicine?" Adrian's voice came from across the room. He'd been on the phone with his contacts, arranging cleanup for the ambush site. Now he walked over, his expression unreadable.
"Some," she admitted. "Basic
