Bryan Cranston Novels & Stories

There's no way what he's saying is true, I've only met him today. "Wow, you just got an oscar for best actor category, Lincoln. You got me there, I almost forgot that I've only met you today so there's no way that the thing between us exists. Do you know what I mean? There was never an us." I replied to Lincoln and I can't help but laugh at what I just said because I feel like I just stole a line from the character in a movie.

The guy is convulsing, saliva and bile spilling from his mouth as he grins maniacally at us all. "You'll never see it coming. You've got no chance." He spits out painfully before coughing up more bile, shaking violently in Levi's arms and then going limp. "Fuck." Levi yells, checking the mans pulse and Harrison, the Beta from Summer Valley screams something unintelligible while punching the cell wall. "What happened?" I look from the dead rogue on the floor, to the other one, equally as dead, blood and foamy green spit falling from his mouth as he hangs from his chains on the wall.

It was from Christopher, the man knew what the meaning of urgency was. He sent me still photos of the man who had been seen walking around the warehouse before it burned. I was good with faces, I would have remembered this face, even if I had seen it once. The man had an unforgettable face. Blonde hair, high cheekbones, skinny as a rode. But all of that drew a blank in my mind. I furrowed my brows as I turned my phone to try to have a better look at him but nothing. I tossed the phone to Joseph.

“Thank you, Mr. Gray.” “My job,” he said simply. “And for what it’s worth, Mrs. Blackthorn, every line you approved today protected women beyond this room. That matters.” After he left, the office exhaled. I didn’t. Not yet. Rosalyn stayed. She didn’t speak right away, just moved to the window and watched the street. “He’s competent,” she said at last. “And you trust him.” “I trust outcomes,” she said. “But yes. He knows where knives hide. He’s been in this land of business for a long time. And he knows it more than anyone else.”

He said it with such a calm and expressionless face without even caring. Quiet and final. It was the realization that I had never truly understood the extent of who Sasha was or what he was capable of. Although this wasn’t the first I’ve seen or heard him kill but those other situations were life threatening... I had underestimated just how powerful and ruthless Sasha was...apart from being caring and intentional when he’s with me, I always forgot that he’s the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva. My silence seemed to pique his attention so he glanced at me with slightly raised brow. “What is it?”