All I can think as I stare down at the city below, this city that belongs to me, is that I want Sofia Ferretti more than once. More than for a night. When I saw her face staring up at me from the floor of that closet, something changed. Everything changed. And I’ll burn this entire city to the ground if I have to, in order to keep Viktor Andreyev from ever taking her from me again.
WE LOVE A MORALLY GREY MAN
