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Unlike Dimitri’s house,Sergei’s took a little more effort to break into. More guards, more electronic security to bypass, including cameras. With Sasha’s help, it took half of the time I originally estimated.

“How long have you been planning this?” Sasha asked as we crept up the stairs to Sergei’s room.

“Since the first month I was here,” I replied, pausing at the top of the stairs and peering around the corner carefully.

“You were planning on killing him back then?”

“Notplanningon it, no, but it was never out of the realm of possibility.”

He crested the stairs and darted across the hall, taking up his position in a doorway that faced me. “Did you have a plan to kill me, too?”

I made a face at him. “Sasha, I wouldnever.”

He arched a black eyebrow pointedly.

“Only if you turned on me,” I admitted with a huff.

His pale eyes widened. “You son of a bitch.”

“It wasn’t personal. It’s… habit. It’s the same way you size up everyone in a room and determine what order you’re going to kill them in. How many times was I at the top of that list? Hmm?”

“That isnotthe same thing.”

It was my turn to look incredulous. “Are you going to go, or what?” I motioned down the hallway with my gun.

He scowled and shook his head.

Scoffing, I rolled my eyes and led the way to Sergei’s bedroom, pushing the door open quietly and slipping inside.

Instead of shooting Sergei where he slept, I turned on the light next to his bed. He jolted as soon as the lamp clicked on. Pressing himself into the headboard, his pale eyes darted between Sasha and I and the dual guns pointed at him.

“The Wolf has finally come home,” he said with a bitter chuckle. “Not the way I expected.”

I shook my head. “I told you you’d never find him. You didn’t want to believe me.”

His eyes narrowed. “Dimitri was right about you. Are you two lovers, then? Is that what this is about?”

Sasha and I glanced at each other; my nose wrinkled, his lip curled. I’d never once considered him in that way and judging from the look on his face, the feeling was mutual.

“No,” I replied, dismissing the thought before it could even develop. “We’re not. But Iamqueer, as Dimitri had been trying so desperately to prove. And while I appreciate that you didn’t let him kill me, you should have. Because now you’re going to die.”

Sergei swallowed thickly and nodded, surprisingly resolved to his fate. “My daughter?”

“I promise she’s safe and she’ll be taken care of. She doesn’t need to know what happened here.”

He nodded again, the corners of his eyes softening. “I never thought you’d move against me, Misha.”

“I never wanted this,” I admitted. “Dimitri forced my hand and now I have no choice. He’s dead, by the way. And for my plan to work, you need to die too.”

“So this isn’t about money?”

“No. It’s about love. Remember when you asked me what I’d do? How many people I’d kill? I told you there was no limit.” I gestured toward him with the gun. “That includes you.”

“Then why am I still alive? Why wake me up at all?”

“For my own peace of mind. I felt like I owed you the truth after everything you did for me.”

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