“How do you think?” Matvei asks defensively. “This isn’t exactly their first rodeo, brother.”
I wave my hand at the estate around us. “We have alarms everywhere. Security systems that cost me millions every year and enough ex-special ops security guards to form a f*****g army. So I ask again… how the hell did this happen?”
“I can’t answer that right now, Phoenix,” Matvei sighs. “All I know is that Astra Tyrannis has just made a point: f**k with them, and they’ll f**k us right back.”
“So what are you suggesting?” I snap. “Turn a blind eye? Bury my head in the sand until they forget about me?”
“That’s not what I’m saying at all.”
“Really? Because it seems like every time the stakes get high, you’re right there to convince me to stop fighting.”
Matvei stops short. I know I’ve hit below
