You clasped a hand over your mouth as you hid in your closet, wishing this would all be over. The sounds of footsteps echoed around the house. You knew Viktor was out searching.

It was a guy you met in prison before you quit being an officer. You knew from your collegues that he broke out of jail, but him breaking into your house was another level.

"You thought you could just leave me?" A low voice rang from outside the closet, "You can't just leave, милый. Not on my watch."