Chapter 208 - Foster

The line still open to Nik, I stepped out from my hiding spot. "Karine Petrova, what an unpleasant surprise. What are you doing here?"

One of the reasons I'd left Moscow was standing right in front of me. Her white blonde hair was secured under the black balaclava, only her bright blue eyes remained visible.

She snorted. "I'm not the one far from home, Maks. It would seem that you are. So I put the same question to you: what are you doing here?"

"Business."

One of her pale brows rose. "My sources say that you got out of the business a couple years ago. Are you back in the rank and file?"

I held my silence. She didn't need to know anything of why I was actually here. Considering I'd gone out of my way to make sure I wouldn't need to contact her, not talking to this woman was on the top of my priority list.

"Cat got your tongue?" she purred as she edged closer.

I held my ground and my silence. I should just shoot her in the head and be done with her. But that would raise