Chapter 211 Garvril
- Gavril
- I pulled up across the street from the shitty apartment studio that Konstantin’s phone led me to, frowning as I did so. For an FBI agent, the place was subpar at best.
- I mean, come on, surely Hampton made enough money to afford a decent place to live.No wonder he felt the need to stalk my wife. No one would ever fuck him in this shithole.