I didn’t want Yuri here today—that’s on me. I needed him elsewhere. But it’s one less voice to speak in my favor on a shitty f*****g day to be without advocates. If there’s one thing I hate more than I-told-you-so’s, it’s politics.
Petra could have helped, though. After all she’s done to f**k up my life, I wouldn’t even have to ask—she’d side with me in a heartbeat. If she was allowed to be here, she’d bring the Solovyovs around with a single glare.
But with her pregnancy so heavily publicized, it was the worst possible timing in the world to push for her promotion to vor, so she’s not in this room, either. No, if I want to get anything done here today, I’ll have to rely on the one person who never let me down.
After my outburst, I look every single vor in the eye. Aside from Ivan, none
