In Sheep's Clothing Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

“Moy malenkiy Gvozd. My little nail. You hold the world together.” I watched them, the brutal Don and the tiny heir named for my gentle father, finally connecting. Then, Vladimir did something truly unexpected. He stood up, towering over the room, and walked over to the rocking chair. He picked up a plush, oversized sheep toy—a fluffy, ridiculous thing gifted by a nervous associate. He returned, sitting down and holding the sheep up, making a small, squeaky noise completely unsuited for his voice. “Baa,” he attempted, his voice deep and rumbling. “Baa. This is sheep, Giovanni. It is soft. It is harmless. It is fundamentally lacking in tactical value.”