The training stick thwacked down across the
skinny teacher’s back. He shuddered and
sighed. Beaming, McGaskie turned, his
eyes squinting at the grey-haired woman struggling in the grip of two of his
ex-dockers. “Just wonderful, I want more,
but another time. Get rid of the bitch now. Throw her out on the street.” Madame Komarovski spat in the
teacher’s face. “You stupid man. Sorbay will slice and dice you and your bits
will go in The River. You interfere with his business, you are a dead man.”
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