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Now I’m back, knowing there’s a possibility to leave, and nothing feels the same anymore.
Just as I’m about to push open the door that leads to his office, Viktor comes down the hallway.
He smiles as soon as he sees me, his blue eyes sparkling.
The Volkov brothers share the same blood but not the same genetics.
Aleksei is a tyrant. Everyone fears him, and they don’t want to be in his way. No one wants his wrath. But Viktor?
He’s a monarch. He paces with the calm of someone who knows he doesn’t have anything to fear. You bow to him out of respect; his presence is a gift to the world.
Or at least that’s how it used to feel for me.
Now I want to fight him every step of the way.
“Shall we?” he says as he opens the door for me.
Nothing has changed. The same few people are in the room, ready to hear everything I have to say. Mikhail is always here because he is Viktor’s right hand. His most trusted man and friend.
And Aaron.
Because he will be the one to take the information outside the compound and give out orders to the Wolves.
Viktor indicates the comfortable sofa for me, and I sit down. He stands behind it and gathers my hair behind my shoulders, pretending he wants to make me comfortable.
“Would you like to drink something? Are you hungry?”
I shake my head. The clothes he pulled out for me feel tight. Simple light-denim jeans and a black tank top. These are clothes I already had here, and I’m forced to notice I put on weight with Rachel, Lik, and Sam. I look healthier and less like the kind of person terrified of eating.
My heart tightens. I miss them, and I want to know if Lik is okay.
“Alright,” he tells me softly. “I believe I’m owed money.”
“Don’t you want to start with the upcoming shipments?” I say without looking at him.
Instead, I observe Aaron. Sam got him good. His face is bruised, and both his upper and lower lips are cut. He’s got an arm in a sling, and I have to pinch a smile back. I don’t like seeing Aaron hurt, but I simply love that Sam did it for me.
It reassures me that I’m not going to be here long. He’s going to come get me.
“Why would I start with the shipments?” Viktor asks me with genuine curiosity.
“Because there is one coming the day after tomorrow. Firearms.”
He chuckles to himself. “Good thing you came back to me tonight, then. Isn’t it?”
I pull away from his hands on my shoulders and turn around to glare up at him. “I didn’t come back to you,” I snap. “You forced me to.”
“Semantics,” he smiles. “Give me the names and the amounts those people owe me. Then we’ll get to the shipment.”
I start with the name and amounts. Every time I do so, Aaron makes a phone call, sending a Wolf to collect.
Then I give him the coordinates of the next shipment and what it includes exactly. Mikhail is the one who checks where it is on the map. I tell them who it comes from, how it’s meant to be picked up, and where they should take it.
Viktor is an intelligent man. He already knows a lot of the things I tell him. He remembers from the times I had to learn them myself. But his only sure source is me.
Isn’t he worried? I’m not a machine. My memory can’t be trusted one hundred percent.
When I’m done, and Aaron has left to brief men on the upcoming shipments, I let my head fall backward.
