Gavril
Present Day
I straightened as I looked out over the crowd of people, keeping my emotions schooled. The organ swelled behind me, the priest clearing his throat every five f*****g minutes like my bride wasn’t going to walk down the aisle. Honestly, I would have shot him by now, but killing a man of God in a church would probably be going too far.
Then again, my soul was already damned to hell. What was one more sin?
Turning my attention away from the priest, I took account of everyone that was present for my hasty wedding. Anatoly stood to my right, the only man that I had standing for me. My other brigadiers were scattered around the church, having brought their wives or girlfriends to witness their Pakhan getting married.
None of my family was there, of course. They were in Rus
