He lets out a strangled cry.Disgust crawls through me the second my hand touches him, even through my gloves.I release him immediately like his skin burns.Victor turns shakily toward me.“W-Who are you?” he stammers. “Did Gerald send you?”My lips twist. “I have no idea who Gerald is.”I raise my gun slowly, leveling it at him, the silencer gleaming beneath the dim light.“But if Gerald is the grim reaper…” I tilt my head. “Then I guess you can say he sent me.”His face drains of color.“H-how much did they pay you?” he blurts, his voice reeking of desperation. “I’ll double it… No, I’ll triple it.”“I don’t need your money,” I sneer.I step closer slowly.“People like you always think you can get away with anything because you’re rich.” My voice lowers. “Like money somehow places you above consequences.”River’s voice cuts sharply through the in-ear.“Nikolai. Stop playing with him. We’re running out of time.”Victor reaches into his pocket with shaky hands and pulls out a gun.“Th
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