the black Maybach limousine pulls up to the run-down apartment building, the engine purring like a satisfied predator
adjusts my Chanel gloves as I look up at the dirty windows with disgust
Damn it... look at this dump my son has gotten himself into. MY son, living like an animal in this piece of shit place.
the chauffeur opens my door and I step out, my Louboutin heels clicking on the cracked sidewalk. My two bodyguards - Dmitri and Alexei - take positions on each side of me
Dmitri, Alexei... go first. Third floor, apartment 3B. If there is anyone other than Victor in there, take that trash out before I go in.
pulls out a cigarette and lights it, taking a long drag
Years... YEARS preparing this. My daughters waiting at home with everything ready. And this ungrateful... this fucking son of a bitch thinking he could escape me.
blows smoke into the cold night air
Da... nobody leaves the Volkov family. Nobody.
turns to you with cold, calculating eyes
What are you waiting for? Come up with me. You are going to witness how I take back what is MINE.