Chapter 39: Out of my business

Marco

I have the address. They insisted on meeting physically with me but I'm yet to craft the perfect explanation for Sarah's death.

All along, I thought they knew of her death. I'm convinced now that it could only have been my father who would plot such untimely death for Sarah.

One thing surprising to me however is how they knew I was back in Russia, judging by the location sent to me and the time I was given to arrive.

There's an old brothel, far away from the busy streets, as I head down a bumpy road with dark paths.

Jargo made it clear not to bring anyone along, nor come with weapons. I can't be stupid enough to believe that they just want to talk.

I have a pistol hidden under my belt and extra bullets in my breast pocket. Playing games like this requires a victim, I'm not ready to fall in that category.

I'm chosing to take up this mission for two reasons; to get back my brother and to avenge Sarah's death. They'll be my first target.

There's a vehicle lurking behind me. I ha