“You mean you all get to lounge around in your offices, do nothing, and get sucked off by your assistants.” Timofey nods to a red-haired man at the end of the table. “Isn’t that right, Craig?”
Craig’s face blushes the same shade of red as his hair. He ducks his head and stares down at his shoes.
The thin man clears his throat and continues. “We know what it feels like when the company is operating at peak efficiency, Mr. Viktorov, and it hasn’t felt like that since your encounter with the doctor a few months ago.”
That “encounter” was when Timofey fought—literally—to reclaim guardianship of Benjamin after he panicked and left him at the hospital. After Emily abandoned her baby on Timofey’s doorstep. Right before she was murdered.
Now, Timofey is fighting with Kreshnik as retaliation fo
