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Chapter 38
I took a few gulps of the liquid. “The Italians managed to get an entire team into one of our building that’s dead center in our territory. They managed to go unnoticed, unmarked, and then attacked our own family. Trying to take Rosaria back and if she wasn’t such a damn fighter, they would have succeeded. She took down seven guys. With a bunch of fucking knives and probably a stolen gun. The fuck we doing, Aleksei?”
He sighed and took a drink of his own poured glass. “YA ne znayu. Vozmozhno, my stali myagkimi.” [“I don't know. Perhaps we have become soft.”]
His admittance didn’t help any. If anything, it made me angrier. I downed the rest of the whiskey and slammed it on the desk.
“Plane?”
“Fueling now.”
I nodded. “Poydem.” [“Let’s go.”]
“Yes, pakkun.”
I glared at him. “Not today, Al
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