Chapter : Mikhail

I am so bored. A life of leisure really sucked. Mikhail would have done anything for some action. He'd not fought anything in days, and while Fred let himself be tossed off tall buildings, the fact that he survived with minimal damage really took some of the thrill out of it.

What he wouldn't give for an assassin attack. Even a jealous husband or angry father would work.

Judging by Rafe's frantic actions, Mikhail wasn't the only one dying of ennui. Mikhail flipped through all the available video feeds, searching for Rafe - who was probably, once again, looking for a way out of their prison. Excuse me, city. Said with a sneer.