
❝ Tell me what’s on your mind. ❞
Viktor eyed the younger Russian carefully,
his gaze gentle and inquisitive. He leaned
back and crossed his arms over his chest.
❝ If you don’t get it off your chest now,
you’ll be distracted in tomorrow’s program.
I know you don’t want that. ❞
Yuri sighed as he placed both hands in his jacket’s pockets. He just wanted to be left alone with his thoughts. Why did...