The Groznyj Grad Living Novel

Andrei shook his head.

"And he didn't call for backup. Believe me, I know how he is."

A sigh that felt like it came from his viscera, and his hand shook slightly as he ran it back through his hair.

"I know him very well. Every inch."

After a moment he shrugged.

"He made the call. Your job is to protect the MENTs, and then your brother. It's not your fault."

He raised his eyes and pushed a half-smile.

"I don't know why you're confessing with that look on your face. That look of infinite sorrow."

Andrei snorted.

"Even if you could cover the world with that Mosin-Nagant, Kasya, you can't vanquish a man's worst enemy without shooting him in the process."