Old Wounds

The drive back home had been swift. The news that Igor Volkov was back had put him on high alert.

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He wanted to be back in his familiar territory. Rubbing his thigh reflectively where the bullet had lodged itself and caused him to limp, Cassian frowned. He had a hunch that Igor Volkov would never leave him alone till he had exacted revenge; Cassian had taken down the man's empire ruthlessly, ki