Chapter 24 Moscow’s Red Fang

Moscow’s Red Square sprawled under a sky heavy with snow, its ancient walls and gilded domes cloaked in a bitter chill that bit at Lena Carver’s wounds shoulder, thigh, arm, and hip throbbing beneath blood-stiffened bandages. She crouched in the shadow of Saint Basil’s Cathedral, her Glock a cold we...

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