Chapter 129 We Don't Call Rocky

• "Whoa! Hold up!" Igor shrieked as he sprung away from his crate and began pacing. Not that there was much room to pace anyway since the space was so cramped. "You mean to tell me this shit's been going on for at least five months?"
• "Longer, actually!"
• Those two words were Andrei's undoing, his mind scattering in a million different directions, trying to compute the breadth and scale of this rogue outfit.