Chapter 131 Sasha

• I have to stop this before it gets out of control. Marching to the front of the room, I survey the group with careful precision. They manage to look at me, but the energy is all wrong. They're questioning themselves ... questioning me. Lifting my arm, I point at Kostya; he flinches. Nikolai is next. One by one, I go down the line.
• "Who among you would be willing to slit the throat of a child? Hm? Who here wouldn't hesitate to spill his blood while looking into his innocent eyes? You call me soft, but what you're demanding I do is the exact thing we'd condemn Yevgeniy for."
• Maxim holds my cold stare. Abruptly he ducks his eyes to the floor. I jump on that the way a jackal would rip out the neck of a gazelle. "No one should be able to murder an innocent boy without blinking," I state firmly. "But fine, tell me there's no other option. Force my hand. If all of you tell me that I have to kill Ruslan, that you'd do the same, then I'll consider it."