I barely had a chance to hug him in return before he whirled on Eduard, stepping nose-to-nose with him. “And you? You’re supposed to be his friend and you actually thought about shooting him? What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Eduard opened his mouth to speak, but Roan kept going. “While we’re on the topic of what a fucking asshole you are — where is Katya? What did you do with her?” “Who the fuck is Katya?” Eduard asked, glancing at me for clarification.
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