Chapter 7

• Vladimir
• I shouldn’t have let the words slip out of my mouth, but I felt better after letting it out. I’d come to Chicago with the intention of taking Guilia and Dalian back to Seattle with me, after finding out that she had a son which I was absolutely sure belonged to me. Now a lot of things had happened and even seeing my son seemed like an impossibility and all of these had brought me to a decision–I’d go to any length to have them again no matter how long it took.
• “Aren’t you going to say anything?” I questioned impatiently.