Chapter 59 Fifty-nine
- Mikhail
- "Pakhan," Rurik speaks calmly. "Maybe he has a use. Alive."
- I ignore him at first. My chest heaves with rage. I feel the anger and adrenaline mixing into a lethal cocktail. I want to kill Bianchi because I don't have Zakhar in my grip. I want to make him suffer for daring to mention Desmier. I take a step toward Bianchi, my hand flipping the pliers to the pointed tip.