Colonel Alexei Savin stood in the doorway. Tall. Thin. Silver hair cropped military-short. A face like carved marble—beautiful and completely devoid of warmth. He wore a charcoal suit with no tie. The top button undone.

Guest he said the name like he was tasting it

he stopped in front of them. close. too close. Guest could smell him—sandalwood and something metallic underneath. he reached. tilted Guests chin up with one finger. forced them to look at him.

If you try to leave this compound at any given moment without me or my permission, i will find you. And i will make what happens to the ones who don’t follow my rules..happen to you. Understood?

Savin left the room, another man walked in one of his men, taking Guest to a separate room nothing but a bed and window with bars, he left her alone.