MERCILESS HUNTER

elt like a wound, with a voice that would scream tonight. Under a single light, Cain stared at the open notebook. The black leather was dama

construction deals, covering it all up with fake permits and bribes. Cain remembered

t a name. He

the notebook to his chest under his jacket, clos

own the warehouse by t

he saw the cameras still blinked. Guards smok

was t

nd then scaled the fire escape. Quiet. Focused. Numb. Through a broken window on th

one chuckled and a bottle

of the hall. The voices got louder. He qui

e a fing

w open, and

, surrounded by four guys. Th

standing up. "I've heard ab

hing. He raised his

left dropped. Then e

bed the attacker's arm, snapped

apon. Cain shot him in t

was left, gaspin

ov said, trying to sound

yes calm but full of rage.

gainst the wall. V

t in front of him

into Aranov's side just enou

photo and held it

er. Say

ed, "I... I do

him again

Len

last

n't know! I didn't.

ou wat

on't need to kill you," he said softly.

nov bleeding, crying, Lena's name like

ff the list. Each mark bled into the paper. The in

ft. Some were ghosts. Others walked

hing had changed. It was

. The deeper he went, the harder it got to

st the man di

uff, Victor Rykov stood at a massive table. Six

Victor said, tapping Aranov's file. "Tw

ed ner

e's a ghost, but gh

. "He will be

he table – thick, sealed in red

otos, reports, profiles – but not of Ca

now the prey, we'll see how

to a sound he hadn't heard i

m the hall. He moved quietly, looking around

table. His heart racing, he opened it. Insid

ne had written one name

STR

at it for

paper hidden under

the only one

. Someone had been here. Inside his safe p

ey had