Chapter 69 Eye For Eye

• There was little left of the captured Russian named Lorenzo Ivanovich, that looked human, by the time Stefano was done with him.
• He was bound to a metal chair inside a windowless room; concrete walls, blood-stained floor, and a single overhead light that flickered like it was trying to look away. Stefano leaned forward slowly, the barrel of his silenced Glock tapping Lorenzo’s knee in slow, deliberate beats.
• “You have two choices,” Stefano said, voice flat. “You take me to Morozov. Or I kill your family. One by one.”