Chapter 61 Who set your


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    Stemming into his usuall living space, he tossed his br onto areaily suntare, his movements mugh with anger. His mind cared with thoughts of how he could have done better, ying the scene of his tailed attempt in his head.


    Aabis frustration mounted, be reached for a bottle of beer from his tridge, his hands trembling slightly with agitation. Taking a swig of the drink, he nced and beschuttesed studio, his eyesnding on abottle of hers that had bem lett umpeurdenflur table. Contusionele his mind momentarily as he realized fie never deli am emply bulile on the table.


    Audien af alertness surged through him, his instinctsshapening as he set the beer bottle down onthecounter. In one swift rantion, he grabbed a baseball bat leaning against the wall, readying himself for confrontation


    with a thick mussian ent, he bellowed into the darkness, "Who''s there?"


    The studio remained silent, the only illuminationing from the dim kitchen light. Slowly, he made his way towards the living room, his grip on the baseball bat tightening with each step. He felt the tension in the alt, his semes on high alert as he prepared for a potential threat.


    Ashe reached for the light mitch, revealing the figure sitting calmly in anamchait, his heart pared with a mix of fear and anger.


    "Who are you?" he demanded, his voiceced with a stem waming


    ire, the woman in the armchair, calmly reached to the standingmp beside her and pulled the witch. The sudden illumination revealed her fare, causing the manto drop the baseball bat in shock. His eyes widened asho recognized her.


    "How did you get in here?" he demanded, his voice tinged with a mixture of surpose and apprehendon.


    loe''s scurled into an evil smideas she regarded himcoldly. "Who sent you?" she asked pointedly, hertone curting through the tension in the room.


    The mansored defiantly. "No one sent me," he replied, his demeanor challenging.


    He made a mo


    move to retrieve the fallen baseball bat, but before he could, someone licked his hand, causing him to curse and wince in pain. Matthew, who was hiding in the room unnoticed, swathy book the bat way.


    iseaned forward, her gaze icy as she repeated her question, "Who sent you?"


    The man was still tending to his hand, but he was still refusing to acknowledge any connection ire got to her teet, her face bing stem


    "If you want to y this the hard way, then so be it," ire wamed, hervole steely.


    "I promise to not leak any information"


    ire gestured to Matthew, indicating that the rider needed to be dealt with


    Matthew didn''t hesitate. With a swift punch to his jaw, he sent the rider reling backward, blood trickling from his mouth as he hit the floor. ire approached him, squatting down to his level


    "Dit Raskolnikov. Bom in Russia, parents died at the age of six, living in the street since then and even went to all couple of times. Committed a lot of crimes including being an illegal immigrant. Wow you rally do have a great track record." ire exined his biography in detail which make his eyes widen in shocked. "Don''t be surprised," ire taunted, her smirksetuming. "I know all about you can even list all of your crimes if you want me to


    She leaned incloser, her voice low and threatening, "If you value your life, you''ll tell me who sent you.


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    Dmitri seyes darted back and forth, weighing his options. In a sudden, desperate move, he grabbed a nearby broomstick, aiming it at ire "ire!"


    Matthew, anticipating the theat, intervened, rolling to shield ire from the impact.


    With a quick soll backward, Dmitri scrambled to his feet and bolted out of the studio, his escape fueled by tear and pain


    Matthew moved to pursue him, but ire held him back. "Let him go," shemanded, bet tour resolute, "He can unas far as he want but he knows can''t hide forever."


    "You''re just going to let him go be asked incredulously, his voice tinged with urgency, "We can still chase him down."


    ire tumed to dare Matthew, ber expression calm yet resolute. "No, Matthew. I''m not letting him go. I''m just giving him a jump start," she exined cryptically. Matthew raised an eyebrow.


    "I know his name now, and wherever he goes, I''ll find him. He won''t be able to hide"


    For the next ten minutes, they meticulously nummaged through drawers and cabs, hoping to find something valuable that could provide a clue.


    As ire opened a cab below Dimitri''s desk, her eyes widened in surprise as she spotted his passport. Without hesitation, she grabbed it, tuming to show


    "I found his passport,"


    Matthew, meanwhile, was trying to ess it''sptop, Frowning infrustration, he admitted, "I don''t know how to unlock it."


    ir red over, her mind already rating with possibilities. "Cock the hint" she suggested, hereves scaming theptop ser Место, где началась наша любовь.


    "What does that mean?"


    ire shrugged, teaching for her phone. "I''m not thent in Russian, but let''s see what Google Trante says.


    Matthew raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Does the trantion is urate? Cause I doubt it."


    ire sighed, acknowledging the uncertainty. "I''m not sure, but it''s our best shot."


    The ce where our love began


    They exchanged uncertain looks, unsure f the hint was genuine or intentionally misleading. ire decided to try the trantion again, but the result remained the "The ce where our love began," Matthew repeated, puzzled. "What does that mean? The ce where our love began? Really?


    ire contemted for a moment, her mind working through different possibilities. "Maybe it''s too caught people off guard mowing his job is the opposite of the hire


    "That man is bad news, and his password is about love?" Matthew stared at the screen in confusion.


    "Or maybe it could be about his first crime. The ce where his first criminal activities started"


    Marthew thought for a while. "That makes more sense,This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    ire recalled the information about Dmitri that she found. "Moscow, 1971. He robbed a bank there."


    She typed the password in Russian, and to their surprise, it unlocked theptop. ire smirked smugly at Matthew, who nodded in appreciation.


    As they sifted through theptop''s contents, they found limited information, ire instructed Matthew to hack into the system to uncover any deleted messages or hidden documents


    It took them some time, but their efforts paid off when they discovered a message from an unknown sender, instructing Dmitri to harm ire.


    "There''s no name and it seems like the senderused a bumer number"


    She stare at the message and contemte. "Hmm...I wonder who."