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... of the table. A man sat there like a shadow made flesh, his veined hands folded calmly before him.
On the back of his right hand gleamed a tattoo, an ornate crown jewel shaped like a star. Behind him, two men stood silent and still, like wolves guarding their master.
Mikhail’s brow furrowed. "Huh. Didn’t see you there, kitty. This deal’s between me and this bastard, so shut the fuck up."
The man called kitty laughed, deep and heavy, while one of his men lit a cigar betwee ...
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