Chapter 177 Patrick

• Catherine nods, her eyes trained on mine. “Yes. It was the only thing I could think of at the time. He knew that if you died, he wouldn’t get the list at all—and I told him he’d get it earlier if he helped me.”
• My eyebrows snap together as a wave of fury rolls through me. That Russian motherfucker put my wife in mortal danger, and that’s not something I can ever forgive or forget. He might’ve saved my life, but he had risked Catherine’s in order to do it. If he hadn’t disappeared after carrying out the rescue, I would’ve killed him for that. And now Catherine wants me to give him that list?
• Not fucking likely.