☆°•wₒᵥₑ៷ ꜱₒᵣᵣₒwꜱ
5 months
Finally, the pieces of his plan - their plan -were falling into place.
In the safety and silence of the home he used to share with Fyodor, he brought Lav into the dead man's office, a crooked grin on his face.
"I know how to get back at our little agency and mafia 'friends'."