Donata added, “I don't know you lot because I've been in his prison but we're legit and if you want a bottle of $200 Irish whiskey, then come and get it.” He walked to the back of the truck and pulled out four bottles then walked over to the Deaths Head commandos who lowered their weapons eagerly waiting to take a bottle each.
“Here take one, but by Thor's bare arse keep it secret,” Donata said as he handed out the four expensive bottles of whiskey.
Cambra watched in extreme frustration and resentment. He whispered to Assassin beside him.
“That's my b****y whiskey he's handing out like they're bottles of lemonade. Damn it! If anyone else comes along we'll have none left for our celebration.” He quickly looked up and down the street where he saw another group of soldiers wandering toward
