Chapter 175 .

DMITRI'S POV

We sat on the same sofa, with a pot of tea Chloe had sent up sitting untouched between us. Anabel had her legs tucked under her and her hands wrapped around a cup she hadn’t taken a sip from. I told her everything I could.

“We got him,” I said. “Roman Volkov is in a police car right no...

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