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The bathroo excrement Broater covers the floor Vadim curses me to hell as they drop him face down in the water

Turning his face to the side, he spits “Go fuck yourself, youfuck”

I go down onhis face with the passive curiosity of someone who’s about to dissect an insect He’s red with fury, about to blow a gasket

My voice is cold, collected “You knohy you’re here, tied up like a dog and lying in shit and piss, don’t you?”

His upper lip curls “Because you’re frightened”

I chuckle “Do I look frightened to you?”

“You’re scared of what’s going to happen to you, Volkov Ad in piss and shit because you’re a coward”

“Wrong answer” Mythe cold fury inside “You’re here, about to die, because you laid your filthy hands on my woman”

“The Ae, I would’ve used her up nicely before delivering her”

My vision goes hazy The urge to rip out his windpipe is so strong I have to curlon a whim That will be too merciful for the piece of scum

“Deliver her to whom?” I ask coldly

He laughs “If you think I’ll tell you that, think again”

Straightening, I say to Leonid, “Let’s get on with it”

“What are you doing?” Vadi him to the toilet stall

He squiribberish as they lay a metal pole over the stall and throw the rope tied to Vadi end of the rope to hoist him up

Hanging with his head down, he twists from side to side “You think you’ll break me with torture?”

He’s not worth the tiy of torture

When they carefully lower hi He makes useless promises and offers futile bribes His voice is an insult toon the dirty water in the bowl All that are left of his pleas are gurgles and another spout of indiscernible prattle

I give it a few seconds before giving the signal The men hoist him up until only his forehead touches the filth

“Cutup broater

I walk to his side “What were you supposed to do with Katherine?”