Ashes of Vengeance

Ivanov walked toward his massive mahogany desk before lowering himself into the leather chair behind it.

“The fact that nothing points to him tells me nothing. He’s too smart… never reckless. Men like him don’t leave evidence behind.”

He reached for the wooden cigar box on his desk, took out a cigar, and lit it.

“No one would dare challenge me unless they possessed the power to do so.”

A faint