Page 57 of Filthy Feck


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“My Pakhan.”

“Why didn’t he call himself?”

“Because he’s indisposed.”

“Indisposed how?”

“Injured.”

“Lyanov’s in the hospital?” That was news to me.

“You may have read about a bomb that went off in Moskva’s Petrovsky Park recently… He was caught up in the blast.”

My brows lifted in surprise. “Why the hell was he involved in that?”

“I didn’t say he was involved. I said he was caught in the blast. He has been unconscious ever since but when he woke up, he wished for me to tell you something.”

This made no sense, but that he didn’t just come out with what he was supposed to tell me clued me into a sorry truth. “It comes at a price?”

“Doesn’t everything?”

I had to laugh. “Lyanov shouldn’t mess around with the Five Points.”

“My Pakhan told me to give you this information. I’m the one who is putting a price on it.”

“That isn’t your place. I’d heard the New York Bratva bred mutiny better than rabies spreads around a pack of dogs, but now I’ve got proof of it.”

A growl, rather fitting considering my metaphor, rumbled in my ear. “I do not betray my brother. I ask for help on his behalf.”

That had me frowning. “What kind of help does he need?”

“His… loyalty to the Bratva has been called into question. TheKrestniy Otetshas deemed him unfit to lead us here. We are evacuating him from Moskva as we speak.”

“And?”

“And Moskva will learn that we do not always answer when it calls.”

I blinked. “You’re separating from them?”

“Maxim is the best leader we have ever had. In under a year, he’s done more to protect us and serve us than Vasov did in twenty-six years.

“The men know this. They have made their decision.”

“So what do you want me to do about it?”

“Power comes in many forms in the city.”

“It does.”

“Maxim’s leadership has to be recognized by the other factions.”

I pursed my lips. “Tell me what he wants me to know. The Five Points recognize Maxim as the leader of the Russians. We don’t give a fuck if the name of your gang changes.”

“Your brothers feel the same?”

My brothers didn’t give a fuck about the Russians.

“Your infighting means nothing to us,” I dismissed.

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