DAMIAN
Before Zoran leaves, he makes sure I give him a lay down of everything that has been happening, including the text message. He showed no sign of surprise. Of course betrayal is a regular occurrence in the house of a made man.
However from this moment onward, I know who to draw close and who to look out for. Like the saying goes ‘if you want to eat with the devil, then you dine with a long spoon’. That’s exactly what I’ll be doing.
A call comes in. It’s from one of my men who oversees the resorts in southside Sochi.
“There’s a Sergeant Dickson here to speak to you. He has the badge, boss.”
Another snooping dog. “What does he want?”
He switches to thick Russian. “I overheard him say something about dead bodies in one of the resorts. He didn’t leave much to make a full report
