Dinastiya Tested // 3rd Book of the Takaryev Trilogy

Chapter 85

"Ravil, my love," Artem's voice trembled. "Wake up." 

Artem sat up in bed and glanced out the window, a chill traversing the length of his spine. 

Ravil rolled off of his side and onto his back, stretching his arms. "What is it?" 

"Put on your shirt and look out the window," Artem said. 

Ravil sat up, pulling his shirt on over his head. He took his glasses from the bedside table and set them on his nose, peering through them as he glanced over to the window. 

"Oh my God," Ravil murmured. "Is that Emelyan...?" 

Artem nodded, rolling out of bed. "Get up. There's a team of FSO officers waiting for us in the hall." 

Ravil left the bed and put on a pair of pants. "Alright, where are we going?" 

"Bunker beneath the Kremlin," Artem replied tersely, headed for the door. 

Ravil followed him. "How long have they been here? Emelyan's guys, I mean." 

"Not more than thirty minutes," Artem answered, opening the door. "Come on."