Justin gaped at the hardware. His stomach lurched, and he felt the blood drain away from it into the bottom of his feet, like he was cemented into place. The sinus cavities in his head seemed to swell, compressing his brain yet somehow accelerat-ing his thinking. This was beyond the pale. What could possibly precipitate this investment?
“Business is war,” Grigori's response was loud and sharp, like a crack from a rifle.