I open the door for Eva and give her a stabilizing hand to climb in. She moves gingerly and winces when she sits, but otherwise settles in nicely. “Are you coming?” she asks me, ready to move over and make room.
I shake my head. “I gotta go find my man. Stay here. You’re safe now.”
I leave her there in the tank of an SUV. She looks exhausted but less fearful than before.
I know that look. I’ve been that look. I’ve seen it in the mirror far too many times.
And now… I wonder if I’ll ever see it again.
Now that the monsters are gone, as Willow would put it… what do I have to be afraid of?
When I walk back to where Tolya and Pavel have the Yakuza rounded up, I can feel the shift in the air. The women are quickly filing out with a few of Demyen’s men guiding them, while more of his men ar
