CHAPTER "You expect me to betray Nikolai after everything his father did for me?"The old man's weathered face remained unreadable as he slowly swirled the amber whiskey inside his crystal glass.Sergei sat across from him in complete silence, studying the face of the man who had just spoken. It belonged to Mikhail Sokolov, Pakhan of the Sokolov Bratva and one of the oldest surviving heads of the Russian underworld.Unlike the younger bosses who chased power, Mikhail valued loyalty above everything else. That was precisely why Sergei had come to him now. If he could get him on his side, then the others that were not yet on his would fall in line swiftly."You seem surprised by my answer," Mikhail finally said after almost a minute of them sitting there."I'm not," Sergei said, "or at least not really.”Sergei leaned back comfortably in his chair."I expected you to be adamant about it, considering the relationship you and the Morozovs have had," he said. “I fully experienced it, afte
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