“No, no, no. That’s so boring! You’re not even going to hold me captive? Torture me? Ask me about Prizrak?”
I freeze. “What the hell do you know about Prizrak?”
“What do I know?” He flashes me a bloody grin. “Didn’t you hear? I’m with them now.”
Kill him, my instincts scream. Kill him now.
Kill him, and be done with him.
But then, the vengeful part of me whispers, how will you ever get to the others?
Before I can make up my mind, a scream comes from the top of the stairs. “Yulian! Are you okay?!”
Desya takes that window of opportunity. In the split second of my distraction, he rushes towards the exit.
I fire my last bullet—
Mia comes down with Nikita in tow. She’s swaying slightly, an ugly bump on her head, but otherwise okay.
“Bye, Yuli!” Desya shouts from the grounds. “I’ll be
