King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter 202

Chapter Two Hundred Two

Sephie

I smiled at them as we walked closer, watching them relax knowing I was okay. “Hope you guys didn’t want burritos again anytime soon. It’s going to be a while before I’m okay with that idea,” I said as we walked back into the office.

This time, Adrik sat on the couch and I sat in between his legs, his arms wrapped around me. Jason looked sympathetic when he said, “I ha te vomiting. Ha te it worse than anything in the world. But I’m guessing by that reaction, we nailed what he looks like?”

I nodded my head. “That’s him. He’s probably older now, though. It was 8 years ago when it happened.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Will said. “We’ve got software that can digitally age a person. We’ll make a few variations of how he might be aging to see if people recognize him.”

Jason looked at me, a serious look on his face. “Sephie, where is your uncle now? You know you can press charges against him. right?”

I froze. I felt Adrik hold me tighter. Jason noticed, adding, “you said he used to beat you. He needs to be brought to justice, Sephie. He shouldn’t get away with that.”

I said, matter-of-factly. Jason looked at me, somewhat confused. “He’s dead. I killed him,” I said as I stood up. I lifted my shirt over my head, turning my back to them. “I had to, or he would’ve

Ryan, who hadn’t said a word the entire time, finally quietly said, “charges

arms once again holding me tightly. Jason, who was still somewhat speechless, was trying to find words. Ivan spoke

look through all of it. The commissioner made it clear we were to cooperate fully

just like yours and some that are worse. He has to be stopped.”

away. Will readily handed it over. “We’ll send the ag ed version to you, as soon as we have it. I’ll get this to the IT department as soon as we get back. They’ll age him

gone.” Andrei nodded once, reached over, and pulled me to him again. I curled up against his side,

“Why are you so worried, spider monkey?” he asked me quietly, still speaking Russian. Misha, who was close enough

pulling my hand back inakde. Recognition spread over

to me and said, “you were born for this shi t,

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Ivan and Viktor also needed time to get the doctor’s picture out to their people. Will had sent over the ag ed version of the doctor the previous evening, as promised. They gave both versions to their people,

walked to Adrik, his hand extended. As he went to sit down across from Adrik’s desk, he noticed the picture of the doctor that Ivan had left on the coffee table. Instead of sitting, he walked to it, picking it up. He looked at it, then looked to

you have Dr. Moretti’s picture?”

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