CHAPTER 96
Author: Didi
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Adrian woke up in a safe house somewhere utside Donetsk, his body screamingprotest from injuries that had been aggravated during the rooftop fight with Volkov. Mara sat beside his bed, her face exhausted but alert, watching him with eyes that held questions he knew he'd have to answer.

"How long have I been out?" Adrian's voice was rough, his throat dry from whatever medications were keeping the pain manageable.

"Sixteen hours since the hospital. Coleman got us out before Ukrainian authorities arrived. We're in Poland now, technically." Mara held up a water bottle, helping him drink despite his attempts to do it himself. "The doctors say you're lucky to be alive. Again."

Adrian managed a weak smile. "Seems to be a pattern."

"Adrian." Mara's voice carried steel underneath the concern. "You need to tell me what happened. How you survived that grenade. Where you've been for the past week. Who treated your injuries while we were burying an empty casket and mourning someone who was app
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