Chapter 94

[TWO MONTHS AGO]

Dimitri Alexeev took the second bite of his sandwich and kept his eyes on the certain window of a certain building. Not caring that it should be the last place he should be keeping an eye on. Especially when dozens of their men were already stationed there, keeping tabs on that very building.

The sandwiches were good. A bit burnt at the edges but still edible enough. And the coffee tasted bitter even with sugar and milk mixed in it, but he still managed to consume the contents of the disposable cup with ease.

Why? Because, unfortunately (or maybe fortunately enough), the taste of the takeout food was the last thing in his mind. The man was more concerned about the shadow behind the curtain, that he had been hoping to catch the glimpse of, if only to satisfy his curiosity.

Curiosity about a certain woman he didn’t even like. Or at least, that’s what he always said when asked by his boss. But deep down, he knew that the said woman was a constant thought in his head and