“Yeah,” I told Alexi, “he’s dead.” More blood bubbled from his lips. “Me too, huh?” I wrinkled my nose, but shit. That was the life we lived. “Yeah, Alexi,” I breathed, “I think so.” He released a small sigh, his eyes closing. “Good way to go,” he murmured after a painful silence. “Don’t ever stop fighting, boss. Make that bastard pay.”
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