Chapter 35 The Iron Tsar of Moscow

​Pyotr’s POV

The freezing wind off the Moskva River rattled the reinforced glass of my penthouse, but inside the private top floor of the former state arms foundry, the air was dead and motionless.

​I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring down at the sprawling grid of Moscow. Below, bene...

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