Fractured Souls by Neva Altaj EPUB & PDF- eBook Details Online
- Author: Neva Altaj
- Language: English
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- Genre: Vigilante Justice, Romantic Suspense
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- File Size: 2 MB
- Publish Date: March 30, 2023
Two months later
PAVEL
Neon lights shine down on people crammed together, moving to the music
which is blasting from the overhead speakers. The smell of alcohol and
competing fragrances permeate the air, even up here, in my office. I step
toward the floor-to-ceiling glass wall and cross my arms over my chest,
watching the crowd on the dance floor below. It’s not even midnight, but it’s
packed with hardly any breathing space.
A commotion at the far corner of the dance floor attracts my attention.
Vladimir, one of the club bouncers, is holding a man by the back of his shirt,
dragging him toward the stairs that lead to the upper level. If the man was
starting a brawl, security would have thrown him out. This must be
something more serious if he is being brought to me.
The door behind me opens five minutes later.
“Mr. Morozov.” Vladimir pushes the man inside the office. “We caught
this one dealing in front of the restrooms.”
I walk toward the man sprawled on the floor and put the sole of my right
shoe over his hand. “Distributing drugs in my club?”
The man whimpers and tries to remove my foot with his free hand, but I
press harder. “Talk.”
“It was just some pills a friend gave me,” he chokes out and looks up at
me. “He said it’s some new stuff he swiped from his work.”
I cock my head to the side. “His job? What does he do?”
“I don’t know. He never talks about it.” He tries to free his hand again but
fails. “I’m so sorry. It won’t happen again.”
I motion for Vladimir to hand me the small plastic bag he’s holding and
look it over. There are a dozen white pills inside. “Have you tried this?”
“No . . . I . . . I’m not into drugs,” the man says, then whimpers when I
apply more pressure to his hand.
“So you brought them here to sell. Very wise.” I throw the plastic bag
back to Vladimir. “Take this to Doc. We need to check what’s in that crap.”
“What should we do with the dealer?” Vladimir nods toward the man on
the floor.
Based on the panicked look in the man’s eyes and the shaking of his hand,
it wouldn’t take long to break him. I could take him to the storeroom and
question him. But we have rules in the Chicago Bratva, and my scope of
work doesn’t include information extraction.
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