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She looked at him and sat back down. “I guess I can stay for a few minutes. My friend got sick and now won't be able to come.” She smiled.

They talked for close to an hour. Vicki laughed at his jokes and appeared to be interested.

“Look, you seem like a nice guy, but I’m not looking for any type of relationship.” Her lips curled up in a smile. “But I may be interested in having some fun tonight.” Her looking was seductive and knowing.

He nodded.

“I don't live too far from here if you want to come,” she said as she whispered in his ear.

Pavel smiled and he signaled one of his men to bring his car around. “I can drive.”

“I have my own car, but you can follow me.”

Pavel smirked as he retrieved his key from his driver. “I can drive myself,” he said, not taking his eyes off Vicki.

He followed her and as she approached her home, and watched as she pulled into the driveway. He then parked on the street in front of her house. Pavel followed her into the house.

“Do you want a drink?” she asked, not waiting for a response as she walked over to her bar and poured him a drink. She handed him the glass and stuck her finger into the brown liquid, then placing her finger at his lips.

Pavel wrapped his lips around her finger and sucked the liquid.

“Give me a few minutes,” she said as she walked down the hall.

He drained his glass when he heard her coming back. He turned to face her and to his surprise, it was Gabbriello and Rinaldo walking from the back.

He tried to dash towards the door, but there were already two men standing by it. Two other men grabbed him, and duck taped him to the chair.

“Do you know who I am?” Gabriella asked.

“I don't give a fuck who you are. You do not know who you're dealing with,” Pavel growled at the man.

“I know exactly who I'm dealing with, but the mistake that you and your brothers made was that you didn't know who you were fucking dealing with,” Gabbriello could see the clarity in Pavel’s eyes when he realized who they were, and fear cracked on his face. “That's right, you're now remembering that night you approached us. You should have walked the fuck away, but you didn't and now you, your brothers and your father will pay with your life.”

“You won't get away with this. We have people everywhere. They will find you and kill you,” he yelled as he thrashed against the tape that didn’t budge.

“I don't think so, Gabbriello said with a smirk as he sat in the seat across from Pavel. I don’t think anyone will mourn your worthless lives. We also have people everywhere and you are lucky because you have a chance to die quickly, but your brothers and father won’t have the same fate. Just tell us what we want to know.”

“I'm not telling your shit.”

Gabbriello looked over at Rinaldo, who was glaring at the Pavel. “That’s too bad, because I would’ve preferred to put a bullet in your head and be done with it, but Rinaldo,” Gabbriello said as he looked over at him, “You killed his brother and he wanted to prolong your suffering.” He nodded at Rinaldo. He knew he needed to let him get his frustration and anger out on this guy. Rinaldo threw blow after blow in the man’s face and torso. After a few minutes, Gabbriello tapped Rinaldo on the shoulder and he stopped.

Pavel looked at them as blood ran down his face and laughed. “Is that all you’ve got?” he said before he spat blood at them.

Rinaldo and Gabbriello looked at each other and smiled. Rinaldo punched him in the stomach again before backing away.

“This can all be over if you answer our questions,” Gabbriello said as he sat back in his seat. “We know where you keep your whores, but where are your stash houses?”

“I’m not telling you shit.”

Gabbriello looked over at Rinaldo and nodded.

Rinaldo smirked as he walked over to the table and rolled out a leather satchel that contained several tools.

Pavel’s expression remained stern as he glared at Gabbriello.

“Okay, tough guy, let see what we can do to encourage you to talk.”

Rinaldo walked over and stood next to Pavel.

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