A former KGB lieutenant colonel, a ruthless killer, once feared across Eastern Europe, now hides behind a restaurant sign and a smile that never reaches his eyes. Nearly driven mad by guilt, he tries to redeem himself, slipping cash to desperate families, shielding newcomers from the predators he once trained. Then she walks in. Bruised. Hunted. He makes a “I’ll take care of it.” What follows isn’t redemption. It’s payback. The man threatening her knows him, by rank, by reputation, by blood spilled. He wants revenge. And as the past claws its way back, the former KGB enforcer faces the truth he buried beneath years of quiet Some sins don’t fade. They ferment. They rot you from the inside.