Calla POV:

I walked down the back stairs of this massive compound, my heart raced in fear of being discovered by a mobster.

I remembered when I had first been brought to the compound, there were warehouses in the garage.

My brief self defense lesson with Afanas probably wouldn't pay off, considering we barley even practiced. So if I was to come across a Russian goon, I'd better Usain Bolt the fuck outta my legs.

I reached the end of the ...