Third Person POV.

Andrei’s pacing the length of the underground parking garage of Vera’s apartment complex, tensed.

He was barely holding it. The rage he felt mottled his cheeks with stains of red. From afar one can literally feel the sparks of rage the stocky man was trying to keep at bay.

Fuck! He wanted to man up but the weight of the information felt too heavy, making it impossible for him to stay in check.

Andrei’s emotions were riding high, a tailspin he couldn’t hold back regardless of his decision to stay calm.

His wandering feet brought him to the side Vera’s car was parked and he took a...