Chapter 137: Aleksandr, Diha

Wednesday. Place. City, United Kingdom.

ALEKSANDR SLOWLY WORKED THE stiffness out of his limbs.

He hadn't intended to stay in place all night, but he was curious about what might happen below. It was obvious the men set up to watch Aleksandr's targets were the patient sort. They'd set up and gotten comfortable. From what he could tell, they were professionals, but he couldn't place them.

Was it possible he wasn't the only one who'd been recruited for this job?

That was a question he'd pondered for most of the night, but now, watching the local police round up the five men, he knew they couldn't be hired by Skilton. Skilton would never tolerate people who could so easily be scooped up by police.

Aleksandr crawled backwards and then behind the shelter of the roof entry before pushing up to his feet. Muscles and joints protested. The cold and wet had seeped into his joints, numbing his fingers and toes. His collar was soaked and so was his knit hat.

It was time to move.