“How do you figure?”
“I feel nothing,” The Butcher said.“I don’t have a single care in the world.You know what I do.You know what I’m capable of.”
“Some people would be grateful for that,” I said.
“I guess I’m not most people.I don’t feel grateful.”
“How did you become The Butcher?”I asked.
She smiled over at me.“I don’t talk about it.”
I had a feeling it wasn’t something she was going to talk about with me.“Yeah, well, there is no point in me getting angry about what happened.What’s done is done and getting angry won’t change that.”
So, I got to my feet.“I’m going to head up to my sewing room.”
“Your room will be clean in the morning,” The Butcher said.
I already had plans to move all my stuff to a different room.
Right now, I just wanted to be alone, and I was pleased, The Butcher wasn’t insistent on spending every waking moment with me.
Chapter Six
Victor
“This the suspect?”The Butcher asked.
I told her to finish spending time with Freya until my wife went to bed, or did something else.
The maid was not even a newbie.She was someone who had been hired nearly three years ago.Everyone said she was a good girl.She came from a good family.Loyal to the Volkov Bratva.Her father was a trusted soldier and had already been alerted to what his daughter had done.The father did surprise me.He didn’t ask me to give her a free pass, or offer to pay a debt.He told me to simply do what I had to do.They all knew the rules.
“Yes.”
“She’s the one that set the trap,” The Butcher said.
I nodded.I was not going to keep repeating myself.“It’s surprising as her father is a soldier.A damn good one.”