[Sequel to Dysthymia] Yassen knew Hunter's stupid orphan was going to get him killed. Forced to make a deal with the SVR, the contract killer leaps straight from the frying pan and into the fire: while the SVR might be willing to put up with them, that certainly doesn't mean MI6, Scorpia, or even the Russian mob are feeling nearly as forgiving. Destiny is fucking with him again.

(Sequel to Malaise) Yassen always knew his mid-life crisis would be spectacular. Breaking out of prison was supposed to make things easier. If evading every agency on the planet wasn't hard enough, underestimating Alex's withdrawal, escalating drug use, and physical health's capacity to worsen indefinitely certainly didn't help matters. This is what he gets for getting attached.

Yassen knew it wouldn't end well for little Alex. The assassin's dull existence within the secret prison in Gibraltar is disrupted suddenly by the little spy's arrival. Babysitting a traumatized teenager with violent fits, mood swings, and who firmly believes they're both dead wasn't exactly how Yassen imagined he'd spend his retirement. This stupid family.