Act III — Chapter 28
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The mercenaries stared at the screen, murmuring. Ivan barked at them.
Danny interrupted, “He’s finished! As of right now, he has no money and no power. He’s nothing but a penniless old man.”
Ivan stared at him through narrowed, wrinkly eyes. “You are such i***t. You think that is all my money?” He pointed at the bank balance on the screen. “That is pocket change! That is one weekend gambling in Monaco! You think you stealing this one account making me ‘penniless’?”
“No,” Danny said slowly. “I’m not talking about the account. What I’m talking about, Ivan, is your business ventures.”
The television flashed. The image cut to a pie chart overlaid on a map of Eastern Europe. One small pink wedge was marked with a pin-up silhouette; a steel-gray section showed a han
