Chapter 103 Echoes of the Past

❄︎ Viktor ❄︎

I stepped out of my car, felt my boots crunch against the gravel, and my hand instinctively went to the gun tucked in my waistband. 

My men stood in a line at the front of the house, like stiff statues under the lamps. 

Their faces were grim, every one of them, like they were waiting...