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Gummy Bears
Antonenko was still arguing with the so-called friends he’d just had frisked for stolen jewellery. Nikolai was busy playing peacekeeper. The girls were being shoved out of the front door towards the limo, back to cold storage. The catering staff hurried around, clearing up. Party officially over.
Meanwhile, half of Antonenko’s security team debated what had gone wrong amongst themselves. Without breaking stride, Alexei scooped an open vodka bottle off the hallway floor and took a swig. He walked lazily to the bottom of the stairs. He pulled the gun from the holster on Nikolai’s hip and waved it around in the air, taking another slug from the bottle and spitting it out like one of Mobutu’s gold mermaids.
“Hey, you soul-sucking bunch of stiffs! Let’s get this party back on
