The General
Alec
Sonofabitch! No one escapes him. No one!
He would have that cocksucker in his hands and would skin him alive slowly.
Alec was boiling inside with rage. He had always prided himself on his astute perception of his surroundings. What happened was a blotch on his reputation. It wouldn't do. He will have his man.
His tzar would want a piece of that cocksucking assassin. Alec would be glad to let Dominic play with the fucker before he made good on his promise.
The general's mind might be preoccupied with planning but his outer countenance remained stoic and observant. No emotions showed on his face.
His concentration shifted though when he heard curses and shouting outside the operating room. s**t! He had been gone long enough. It would not be a good idea to let his tzar
