03-28-2014, 03:01 PM
"We just need to make sure we are all on the same page, Peter."
Officer Konstantinov nodded to Sokolov, who tossed the phonebook onto the cold metal table with the pills while Konstantinov undid the cuffs from the floor. Peter was still cuffed, but he could at least move a bit, and was given a glass of water, without any of his deadly pills in it.
"You tell us what we need to know, and we'll have you out of the Dominance and somewhere safe in no time at all. Like I said, you are not the one we want. Your boss, or nothing."
As sore as Peter was, the bruises from the beating would fade quickly and easily; the beauty of a large, flat, pliable surface to hit someone with was that it did not bruise as deeply, or cut, like fists would. A few days and there would be very little evidence the man had been roughed up at all.
At Konstantinov's gesture, Sokolov left to fetch terribly strong coffee, and they began their conversation. Vladimir's assets, his contacts, his haunts. Everything they would need to know to take the man down. The two officers had hoped to be able to achieve it themselves, without having to turn to anyone higher the chain that might steal the credit, and the promotion that would sure come with the bust.
Officer Konstantinov nodded to Sokolov, who tossed the phonebook onto the cold metal table with the pills while Konstantinov undid the cuffs from the floor. Peter was still cuffed, but he could at least move a bit, and was given a glass of water, without any of his deadly pills in it.
"You tell us what we need to know, and we'll have you out of the Dominance and somewhere safe in no time at all. Like I said, you are not the one we want. Your boss, or nothing."
As sore as Peter was, the bruises from the beating would fade quickly and easily; the beauty of a large, flat, pliable surface to hit someone with was that it did not bruise as deeply, or cut, like fists would. A few days and there would be very little evidence the man had been roughed up at all.
At Konstantinov's gesture, Sokolov left to fetch terribly strong coffee, and they began their conversation. Vladimir's assets, his contacts, his haunts. Everything they would need to know to take the man down. The two officers had hoped to be able to achieve it themselves, without having to turn to anyone higher the chain that might steal the credit, and the promotion that would sure come with the bust.