Chapter 79 Sasha

• A bullet grazes my shoulder. I don't feel any pain, not even as the blood saturates my jacket.
• Adrenaline is a hell of a drug.
• Ducking behind a stack of boxes, I try to get a bead on my attacker. He's around my age, maybe older, with three different scars across the bridge of his nose. Lavrentiy ... another brigadier. Reaching for my Glock because my pistol is empty, I prepare to fire back. Before I do, Mila springs from the shadows.