Chapter 127

• [DIMITRI]
• “I do not know,” the old man who owns the grocery store grumbles, not showing even a bit of curiosity when I ask him about his son. “I’m his father, but he rarely tells me anything. The kid is good for nothing. Always getting into trouble.”
• I sigh, rubbing a hand down my face. This is bullshit. I didn’t come here all the way for nothing. I don’t care how old this bastard is. I’ll break his bones and feed him to dogs if he pisses me off more than he already has.