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2024-03-17 14:30:36[IVAN]
“How bad is it?” I stride down the long corridor, Dimitri right behind me. “And why the hell didn’t you call me right away? Was waiting for him to fucking die?”
Dimirti sighs, probably frowning at himself. “I thought we could handle it.”
I shake my head. “Of course.”
We continue walking down the dark corridor until a room arrives with its lights turned on. Beeping sounds emanate from within, and right when we reach outside, a nurse dashes out with a tray full of blood-soaked towels. She barely glances up, and continues hurrying out of sight.
I stop and hesitate to walk inside. This was not supposed to happen. Not like this.
I turn around and glare at Dimitri. “What the hell happened?”
Dimitri drops his gaze to the floor, his posture stiff. “It was a small delivery, pakhan. I told him to keep his mouth shut. But something happened and a shoo
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