+Chapter 547+

In the dim light of the early hours of dawn, the glowing red tip of a lit cigar burned bright. Nikolai stood in a black trench coat in the driveway of his new apartment… the mutt had walked right into the snare.

Luis Caddel's call that morning hadn't been surprising, he had expected it even. Although it was a tad sooner than he had predicted, he didn't mind, he preferred it this way as a matter of fact.

The High Council's dog had arranged a meeting downtown, proposing a one-on-one meetup. Nikolai wasn't dumb enough to fall for that, but he had played along until then, this was nothing.

He got in his car, his phone left behind in the apartment, a demand Luis Caddel had made. It didn't matter if he held his phone or not because he had already made preparations weeks before.