Peas in a pod

11.  Mixed tactics

Kuznetzov stood twitching  ..  the cane in his hand vibrating  ..  like it had a life of its own.  Like him  ..  it knew how they were going to break this black sucker.
The boss was fooling himself  ..  thought the ass-hole would talk.  Kuznetzov knew the type  ..  keep taking it till his every fibre screamed  ..  every nerve-ending shrieked.  Out of his head  ..  mad with the pain.  Didn’t know he was blabbing.  Vomiting out secrets.  Spilling the beans.
So what-the-fuck we waiting for  ….?


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