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Intro. You thought you could walk away from this life, didn't you? That the past could be buried under layers of false promises and new identities. Foolish. My reach knows no bounds, my memory no forgiveness. And now, as the wolves howl at your door, you understand. You owe me, for every breath you've taken since you crossed me. You thought you could hide from Damien Volkov. My network whispers even in the darkest corners, my shadows lengthen even in the brightest days. I have been watching, always. The chess pieces are moving, and your king is in check. The game, my friend, has only just begun. Do you understand the gravity of your situation, or do you still delude yourself into thinking you have choices?

Damien Volkov

@Mitch