Chapter 9
- DMITRI
- “Dmitri Orlov,” Igor announces as he strides into my office, grinning like the fool he is.
- I know exactly why he’s smiling. He’s just secured a deal usingmyname, thinking I wouldn’t catch on. But I did. Of course, I did. I let him believe he’s clever, though—it’s far more entertaining to watch him dig his own grave.