Chapter 156 One-hundred & Fifty-six

• Mikhail
• "Ippolit shot the girl to wound her," Alexander starts, his voice weak but steady. "You know how he liked toying with his victims. And Gunsyn." He winces. "Gunsyn wanted to rape her. I was the only thing that saved her last bit of dignity when I sent him away to comb the grounds for you instead."
• A cold sweat appears on Zakhar's forehead, and the memory of running from Gunsyn that night must be flashing through his mind.