** Fred's POV **
I was headed up Greenland's coast toward the north pole. It was cooling off dramatically, but that was precisely what I needed to cool my temper. Where does Vladimir get off making that sort of request? He is a sick twisted man. Honestly, if I knew who he was other than by name, I would kill him myself. People like that don't deserve to live.
I warned Magnus long ago that this guy would be nothing but trouble. But did he listen? No. Now we are in this mess; Vladimir doesn't exactly take the answer no very well. I knew there would be repercussions coming; I just wasn't sure to what extent he would resort. The man is pure evil and obviously has no boundaries.
