Chapter 101 PREPARATIONS

POV: Victor Slade

"Sladek."

Nobody had said that name in nineteen years. It rolled across the black water of the Gowanus in a voice like gravel in a bucket, and Victor's hand froze on the barge rail. For one second he was twenty-two again, bent under a canvas bag on a Constanta quay.

"Slade now,"...

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