I stare at Boris. “What do you think?” “I think Boss will kill us.” He pauses. “But he won’t be able to do that if he’s dead.” Yan squares his shoulders. “I’m against this.” “Your opinion doesn’t matter.” I stand beside Boris. “It’s two to one.” Yan points a finger at Boris. “I’ll stand by when Boss gets your balls.” “I’ll gladly let him if he stays alive.”
