Show Respect
Nikolai watched from the ship's deck as people were split into groups; girls were ushered in an ambulance, while men were herded to police cars with their hands cuffed behind their backs.
His lips curled at the sight of Maxen shaking hands with authorities. "Look at him pretend as if he truly cared," he scoffed in derision. He thought Maxen's married life must be dull and gray for him to be out in the streets playing superhero.
Now that he thought about Olivia, he snorted. That woman was uptight as hell. It was no wonder Maxen spoiled his evening instead of hammering his wife.
Successive thuds of car doors closing jolted Nikolai Vasiliev from his stupor. Anger boiled from the pit of his stomach as cars pulled away from the scene and the blaring lights faded into the darkness.