Chapter 82

• Dimitri Alexeev was a man of few words. He preferred to communicate with actions, rather than words. But, if there was something that he knew, it was how to talk his way out of things.
• But when his phone rang that morning, while he was getting ready for the funeral of one of his underlings, he found himself in a very difficult situation.
• Dimitri stared at his reflection in the mirror. He was in the middle of buttoning up his shirt when his phone rang. His hand froze when he heard the tone and he turned to glance at the nightstand. The screen of his cell phone glowed in the darkness of his bedroom and he wondered who the hell was calling him now.