“Comrade?” Dmitry laughed. Softly at first, then dark and indulgent, the maniacal laughter of unrestrained lunacy. The effect of the echo down the corridor of tanks was like strolling through a mad house at midnight on a full moon.
The endearment, the concern mingled with curiosity and confusion that hung thick on Liadov’s words and knitted his brow. It was all too much.
“Fire.” He breathed at last, “purifies the soul. You know my name and my sins. There is no need to search.” Deimos shouldered the AK and peeled the balaclava from his face with deliberate slowness. It came away like a second skin, revealing the wolfish smile that lay hidden under sheep’s clothing, the vicious, dangerous gleam in onyx eyes, the dark hair that stood on end like the fur of an angry tomcat.
“For tonight, call me your guardian angel.” He stole a glance at Aryol, mapping every curve and contour of the soldier’s face, locking it away in the shadowy catacomb of his mind for future reference.
His attention flickered back to Nika and his obsidian eyes narrowed. “You should be more careful going out at night, my love. They say there is a murderer on the lose. You could very easily be his next victim.”
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The endearment, the concern mingled with curiosity and confusion that hung thick on Liadov’s words and knitted his brow. It was all too much.
“Fire.” He breathed at last, “purifies the soul. You know my name and my sins. There is no need to search.” Deimos shouldered the AK and peeled the balaclava from his face with deliberate slowness. It came away like a second skin, revealing the wolfish smile that lay hidden under sheep’s clothing, the vicious, dangerous gleam in onyx eyes, the dark hair that stood on end like the fur of an angry tomcat.
“For tonight, call me your guardian angel.” He stole a glance at Aryol, mapping every curve and contour of the soldier’s face, locking it away in the shadowy catacomb of his mind for future reference.
His attention flickered back to Nika and his obsidian eyes narrowed. “You should be more careful going out at night, my love. They say there is a murderer on the lose. You could very easily be his next victim.”