There was a moment of silence.
"What?" Yuri was dumbstruck, his face scrunching nastily. "The Petrovs? Why? Isn't he satisfied with what Caesar offered?"
Nikolai shrugged, totally clueless. "He was, but it seems the Petrovs offered much more. Now, the issue is that I don't know exactly what it is that they offered him, so where the heck am I even supposed to begin?"
Yuri stared at him with a stunned expression before flickering his eyes, stressed out. "Is Caesar aware of this?"
"No, of course not!" Nikolai snapped. "You really think I would tell him? Do you want me to die?"
Yuri scowled at him. "What the hell are you saying? Do you think not telling him is better? Do you actually think that will solve the issue?"
Nikolai glanced around, distressed. He was starting to breathe anxiously.
