“My young friend, I hoped we would meet again under far more pleasant circumstances,” Lipki strode past the gangsters, past where Max was bound in remaining just beyond the lamplight. “Ever since your visit to my home, I've heard nothing of you but disturbing rumors. Your absence made me believe the rumors were true. Now, all of a sudden, here you are at risk of your very life. I came here to hear your confession from your own lips.”
“You'd better start talking, you little rat,” Pyotr Grozny stepped forth and threw a crushing right cross at Max's jaw.
“Why would I…” Max gurgled.
“Why?” Nestor Grozny began walking towards Max. “Here's why.”
“Why would I come back here if I was guilty?” he gasped, staring at Lipki. “You think I didn't hear the rumors? After the Nightcrawler stopped Apoll
