Epilogue

Two Years Later

Ferrara

"It's time."

I didn't turn away from the mirror to see the man speaking to me, the one whom I hadn't intended to be friends with, but had ended up being more than a buddy, and making sacrifices for me, for us.

Lee Alistair Jung, the newly instated Superintendent of the police.

I adjusted my suit, as well as the ring on my finger, and turned around, facing him.

The years had been kind on the superintendent, but in my newly found mode of gratitude, they had been great to me as well.

Katya and I had gotten married a year ago, with our son, Christopher, bearing the rings which had joined us together as one.

It had of course taken a year, because my love had wanted us to right the wrongs our revenge had caused, before getting the happy ending we deserved.

And today, we weren't only celebrating our one year anniversary, but also the fact that the Petrov-Castello joint cooperation had ridden itself of dirty operations, and gone legal.

In lieu of illegal shit,