Chapter Forty-One - Warehouse

All three men were now inside the warehouse. Jason and Shadow stood on one side while Dmitri was crouched opposite them, inspecting the dollar bills in the duffel bag, which was now placed on the ground.

Jason was still studying Dmitri, and he didn't like the way that he was taking his time to inspect the money. Shadow could feel the agitation rising inside him as he tugged on the collar of his shirt.

“It's all there—five hundred thousand. I can count it if you want. Just help me get my daughter back.”

Dmitri rose from his crouched position, and even though Shadow towered over him, he somehow managed to dominate the room with his presence. He stared at Shadow intensely. “We don't want the money,” he said coldly, his words hanging in the air.

Both Jason and Shadow’s bodies tensed at Dnitri’s words. ”What do you mean you don't want the money?” Shadow blurted out, his tone dripping with shock and anger.

"Well, I meant exactly what I said,” Dmitri smiled coyly. “I discussed it with the fe