In the past week, he had thought of Demidov a few times, wondering if he had anything to do with the kidnapping, but he had dismissed the idea. Roman was a condescending prick, and his eyes totally creeped Luke out, but it didn’t necessarily mean the guy was a criminal. He had told himself “filthy-rich Russian tycoons” didn’t equal “Russian mafia.” Well, clearly he’d been wrong in this case.
You have the survival instincts and intuition of a wet wad of napkin. Bc of course it’s him!! He’s the only one who knows you were in that restaurant
