I stilled. “What happened to Petrov?” Grandmama coughed again. “The rotten bastard is dead.” My mouth dropped open. “What?” “He’s dead. Within the first week of being in jail, another inmate shanked him to death. I’m sure the man had lots of enemies.” Lowering her voice, she mumbled, “Too bad they didn’t let me get to him. I would’ve cut his nuts off and fed them to him.”
Grandmama is the craziest yet most loyal character I’ve ever read about 😂
