“Yeah, during my time in captivity. Boris often spoke in Russian about his son when they thought I was knocked out. He said his son would one day take his place and would crush Maxim. So this is nothing to do with Maxim’s death. It is to do with Boris’s.” I say and it hits me that Maxim has put a price on my head. The way he killed Boris and then presented him at the dining table. Of course, Nikolai will think I was the one who did this.
“But his father’s body was …”
“Incinerated with the rest. The only one we sent back as a warning was Maxim’s,” Ivan says, answering my brother’s question. I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose.
“Who else is associated with Nikolai?” I ask as Roman digs into files on his laptop and moments later, the screen is split with different files and pictures. On
