Page 126 of Mafia Don's Secret Twins

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DINO

I letthem march me to the house.

It’s my only fuckin’ choice. I need to make sure their eyes are on me, and not on Johnny and Luca, who haven’t been frog-marched out of the jungle yet. I hope that they somehow managed to escape the guards, but it seems unlikely.

Who knows.

Maybe they got fuckin’ lucky.

Like you did?

Fuck.

Outside, in the courtyard, Benicio is waiting.

“What the fuck did you do?” he says, looking at the Russian.

Volkov sneers. “I found him. Walking outside. Alone. After going into the dungeon.”

Aha.

This dumb motherfucker doesn’t know what I did.

Souza sighs. “If you brought me out here because you have a suspicion that is unconfirmed, spare me, Russian. And somehow, you convinced my men to follow you? I do not appreciate that move,” he growls. “You should have consulted me first, without the use of my own men against me. Fucking Russians,” he sneers. “You, just like your father and uncle, are not thoughtful.”

Heh.

Good to know neither one of us is gonna give him the respect of his name.

And, that he thinks Volkov is dumb as a rock too.

Time to cause some chaos.

“You brought me here because I was fuckin’walking?”I sneer at the Russian. “You’re stupider than a fuckin’ chicken with its head cut off, shit-for-brains.”

“Silence!” the Russian roars at me.

I laugh. It’s a rasping, halting sound, and I know it sounds fuckin’ inhuman.

Remind me to thank Elio for making me sound like one scary asshole.

“You’re so fucking dumb, Russian, I bet you couldn’t pour water out of a boot if the instructions were on the fuckin’ heel.”

Benicio’s eyebrows raise.

Volkov’s English is not quite as good as he thinks, and he definitely takes a minute to process that one.

If I can get him to hit me, then I can start the kind of fight that’s a good distraction. With a goodenough distraction…

Hope flickers in my chest.

With a good enough distraction, I might be able to get Marisol out of here too.

“Oh, you didn’t understand that shit? I’d give you a penny for your thoughts, but I’d probably get some change back.”

Volkov growls. “Shut the fuck up.”

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