Episode 96

Gavril

I had fucked up big time.

Pulling the truck into the driveway, I shut off the engine and allowed myself a moment to breathe. My relationship with Naomi was fragile enough, and after the conversation we’d just had, it was far more important to me to keep her safe and secure while I tried to figure this shit out.

The Belaya Bratva was decimated. I barely had enough men to send to the mansion, much less wage a war against the FBI, which was why it was far more important for me to get to that apartment now. If I could destroy whatever evidence the fucker had on me, then I could at least ensure that the FBI wouldn’t be breathing down my neck.

This shit had gotten complicated quickly.

“Gavril?”

I heard the question in Naomi’s voice but opened the door instead, noting Ivan was hovering nearby. “I want you to tell me who I have on premises,” I said to him in a low voice. “I want everyone gone in ten minutes except the guards that are left. That includes you and Vera. Do you understand