Chapter 137

I didn’t know what Luke was saying when I interrupted him:

“Someone set bear traps in the woods near my house. Today, Mirko’s dog was trapped in one of them,” I replied. A chilling image of my daughter impaled on one of those monstrous devices with teeth almost made me drop my phone. And although it was just another conjecture, the answer was right under my nose: “I spoke to him once, in Libya. Haydar told me the only mistake he made when he followed me to Wyoming was trusting second-rate cats. What if he’s now extorting ordinary people to do his dirty work? My God, Luke, it could be anyone…”

“It would be a bitch if I had to kill an ordinary person for this, Nikolai. It’s a screwed-up thing, someone always misses them,” he replied, with an animalistic but cold growl, which left me equally frozen. “Let me take care of it. Do you want me to tell Johanna?”

I looked at Nika out of the corner of my eye again, and she shook her head slowly. She was right. If Johanna wasn