cazimir volkov

Bastian wasn’t very good at sleeping, particularly now, but nights spent with Cazimir were tended to be safe. They were good. With another human by his side, it was much easier to get to sleep, and the dreams hadn’t bothered him most of those nights. Tonight he isn’t so lucky. He wakes up...

This situation was quite...inconvenient, to say the least. Cazimir stood in a small room, and on his feet were three men he had just knocked out. He had suspected these contacts were dirty, but to go and try to ambush him? Spineless and stupid, it would seem. Cazimir was clearly above them in...