Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Two

Dimitri

The new cell was better. But it was still a cage.

I spent my days planning and thinking. Looking for any weakness in Alexei's operation.

But there were none. At least none I could see.

The guards rotated every six hours. Different faces. Different routines.

The door was solid steel. I couldn't pick the lock.

The window was too small and high. I can't escape that.

I was trapped completely.

Unless someone helped me from the outside.

But who? Mikhail was crippled. 

Sergei was dead. My lieutenants were tearing each other apart.

I had no one.

Except Lucia.

She still came twice a day....