Chapter 98
- Viktor had looked past the outdoor bar to a gazebo, strung with colorful lights, on the edge of a cliff. He saw a moving shadow. Lyra. At last! He’d turned to go, then stopped, facing his brother. He’d said in a low voice, “I’m
- glad we’re friends again.”
- “Friends?” Andrei’s smile had lifted to a grin. “We’re not friends, man. We’re brothers.”