Chapter 55

Gleb Solntsev was hunched over his desk at the office on Sretenka Street. He had issued his ultimatum, and now he would gather his troops. They would present a solid front, guided by his iron will. There was nothing his enemies could do about it. He knew too much about their dirty laundry to dare.

He raised his head as Pasha led Kostya and Volodya through the door. No one would get to him through these three. He walked around the desk to greet them. The personal touch never failed.

But instead of taking his extended hand, Pasha grabbed him and swung him around trapping his arms at his side. There was a yellow gleam in the big man’s eyes that Solntsev belatedly recognized as the first blow landed.

THE END
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