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I think so, too. And I’ve only had like four sips.
When we reach the bottom of the steps, I’m even more confused. When I turn to glance at Vadik, the lights blur. Trails of color tease across my vision.
My feet feel like they’re sinking into the ground beneath them.
What the fuck is going on.
“Are you okay, my friend?” Vadik’s not smiling now. There’s just a cruel, thin smirk on his face. “You look unwell.”
“I—something I ate…”
“We haven’t eaten yet.”
I shake my head, feeling like the very air is pushing down on me. Like the color balance of the whole world is off. Like I can see those colors.
“The wine…” I mutter, turning to stare into my glass. It throbs and bulges like a soap bubble, suddenly getting huge in my hand before shrinking back down.
Vadik chuckles behind me. No, in front of me.
Fuck.
“I think maybe you should sit down, Drazen.”
Something slams into the back of my knees. I crash to the floor, the glass shattering as I blink in confusion at the trails of light and color. I look around, only now realizing that we’re not in a wine cellar. There’s no wine here at all…
My eyes lock on shapes in the corner, and my blood goes cold.
Not shapes. Bodies.
It’s all eight of the men we arrived with not twenty minutes ago, all dead.
I try to scramble to my feet. But my legs aren’t working. All I end up doing is rolling around on my back like a flipped-over beetle. Vadik and three of his men grin at me ghoulishly as they stand over me.
“Don’t blame yourself, Drazen,” he growls. “This isn’t your fault. It’s mine. I started a job fifteen years ago, and I made the mistake of not finishing it. Now, I’m correcting my mistake.”
No.
I try again to lunge to my feet. But it feels like I’m moving through maple syrup. One of his men laughs as he uses his foot to push me back to the floor. It feels like I’m melting into it.
“And don’t worry about your wife, Mr. Krylov,” Vadik smiles coldly. “She’s in good hands….”
I roar and try and lurch up. But I can only lift my head maybe an inch before the floor sucks it back down.
The room turns neon purple with blue dots drifting through it. The dots turn to eyes.
Her eyes.
Watching me fade. Watching me sink into the depths as the lights swirl and flicker around me and the floor swallows me whole.
“Enjoy your trip, Mr. Krylov….”
28
TAYLOR
Polina is quiet as Vadik leaves the room with Drazen, closing the door behind him. When we’re alone, I turn to look at her with concern.
“Are you…?”
