Chapter 120 Nikolai

• Valentina SAT QUIETLY on the jet on the way home, but it wasn’t the same shocked
• quiet as after the first battle at Conri’s safehouse. There was something resigned and dignified about her silence now. Our bond told me I hadn’t lost her. Her grip on my hand, even though she kept her face averted as she gazed out of the window, told me the same.
• In time, she’d understand why I couldn’t bring about Alecjandro’s final death.