Now to learn from this piece of s**t where this boss was hiding. “Kozlov?"
He nodded. “I can't say more." Snot and blood dripped from his nose. “Kira. They will kill her if they find out I gave up information."
“Maybe you should have considered that," I said, “before getting involved with Kozlov." The truth was that Danill probably didn't have any choice in his recruitment into the bratva. His f**k-up was attacking the Ruizes. Stay in the bratva's territory.
The grown man alternated between curses and tears. The sadness wasn't about physical pain. I could have chopped off his leg, and he wouldn't tell the bratva's secrets. It was the threats we made against his wife.
Vile.
Hideous.
Disgusting threats.
Four and a half hours after beginning our interrogation, we had Ivan Kozlov's addr
