
1.000.000 Dollars. Igor wrote those fantastic numbers on paper. “Isn't this number enough for you?”
The Boss was astonished to see the number with such a large amount of nominal. For a moment he thought, whether he would accept that tempting offer or ignore it.
“Jeez, it's hard and confusing.” The boss is dizzy.
“Looks like I could get more money, if I give that accomplice to you, and could as well, I get more if I hand you over to him.”
“What do you think? Which will give more money and profit for me?” The Boss was filled with greed and greed.
Igor grunted in annoyance. “People who are slow when taking into account something, will not live with long.”
“Hahaha. You dick! Alright. I'm a businessman, but I'm not gonna betray my own clients. I wouldn't be able to die peacefully, if I did that.”
“Client? You mean, you sold people who couldn't pay that debt to my father and his accomplices? You kidnap and hold people hostage who can't pay their debts and sell them? You did that crazy job?”
plok plok plok! “You turned out to be quite smart.” The Boss clapped a cynical smile.
“Alright, I've decided what I choose.” The Boss stood up and looked at all the lackeys and the bouncers. Giving instructions. “I'll let that accomplice have you.”
All the lackeys and bouncers of the Boss stepped closer to Igor.
*UK!!!! A beam drifted right into Igor's chest. Four bouncers held Igor's hands together and made him kneel on the floor.
*UK!!! One of the bouncers again hit Igor's jaw because Igor was still trying to break away.
The Boss chuckled, walking towards Igor. “I shouldn't have done this to Alex's son, but, what can I do when Alex is dead and his henchmen are alive? I have no other choice.”
“You can't do this to me. Let go of me right now!”
“Gosh, I don't actually want to do this either, but, you forced me to do it.” The boss took a dope-filled syringe. “After you wake up from your sleep, you will meet the one you are looking for.”
Hit and lackey The Boss holds Igor's hands, head, legs and neck tightly, making it easier for the Boss to inject the needle.
“STOP!!! Unhand me! I can be your client and customer too, so, let me go now!”
The Boss was silent at Igor's words. Back down the syringe that almost pierced Igor's neck.
“Communist. I can be a regular customer who needs your services. Hows it? Are you interested?”
“Ah, shit!” The boss put the syringe on the table, then sat looking at Igor. “Are you sure of what you said? Hey, Bastard! If you dare to play me, I will skin you alive.”
“I'm serious! I need your services! I want to buy the man you're holding hostage. Did my dad never tell you about me?” Igor grunting. I don't know what plan he wants to do this time.
“Yes, I've heard it once in a while. He said, that you are very similar to him,” replied The Boss. “Gosh. It makes me dizzy. I don't know what that means in this sense. Let me think first!”
The Boss leaned his shoulders against the sofa, held his thin beard, and thought for a moment.
*CRYING!!!!
Igor's phone suddenly rang. One of the bouncers took the phone out of the jacket pocket, gave it to the Boss.
“Wife?” The boss chuckled again when he found out that Igor had a wife. “I'll lift it, so, just talk quietly.” The boss brought the phone closer to Igor's mouth.
“Ya, hello?”
“I just want to hear your voice. Actually, today I'm in a lot of trouble and I don't think about anything other than you.”
Eva's voice sounded so clear.
Igor doesn't want to make Eva worry about him. He took a deep breath, then replied, “I'm busy. Let's talk later,” he replied ketus.