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“That’s strange, because she’s been working this club as a dancer for a few weeks. Her introduction was quite memorable. Everyone was talking about it. But now, you have no knowledge of her? Strange.”
Igor blanched. “Oh,thatNora. I was thinking of her as Ariel. She’s good. Did she run off?”
“No. Your accomplice Kirill took her.”
Igor’s face underwent a number of changes. He didn’t seem to be sure which emotion he wanted to express. “M-my accomplice? No, sir. He’s the boss. I just do as he says.”
“So did he tell you not to tell me where Nora is?”
“No.”
“So. Speak.”
“I-I don’t know. He didn’t take… I mean he didn’t tell me anything.”
“I find that hard to believe.” I bent down to eyeball him.
“W-why?” He was sweating like a pig.
“Because my sister kidnapped you the other day and you were rescued by him. She and Nora overheard you talking. Kirill asked you if you’d said anything about Nora’s sister, Celia. Then you said you hadn’t said a word about where he’d taken her. Which is it? Are you and Kirill running some sort of human trafficking racket behind my back?”
Igor’s eyes were bulging out of his head. “Sir, Iswear—”
Suddenly Katya came out of nowhere and buried her knife in his thigh. He screamed so loudly, justifying the entire expense of making my office soundproof in one long cry of agony.
I stepped back and let Katya do her thing. “Where does Kirill work from, Igor?” she asked in a low, menacing tone.
Igor just breathed hard, panting in pain. She twisted the knife, making him scream again. “I don’t know,” he wailed.
She huffed in annoyance, and I knew she was losing patience. She turned to me. “Alexei darling, would you please open his mouth for me?”
I stepped forward. “No problem,” I said politely grabbing his top and bottom lip and pulling them wide open. I closed my Swiss army knife and pushed it into his mouth, using it to prop his mouth open. He couldn’t say a thing, but his eyes were eloquent.
“Right.” She came forward, holding a pair of pliers and began to pull out his canine tooth. She was ruthless and strong, but it took some time to pry the tooth out. He was panting and crying, trying to shake his head even as I held it steady. Finally, she pulled out the tooth, roots and all and dropped it to the floor. “Where does Kirill operate from?” she asked him.
He just stared, tears rolling down his face.
“Fine.” She looked at me, her eyes cold and determined. She looked so much like our father in that moment. “Hold him steady.”
I held his face while she extracted another tooth. This time his lower front tooth. He tried to scream which just sounded like gargling with his mouth propped open the way it was. I laughed as she pried and pulled at his tooth until it came out. He was shaking by this time, eyes red from crying, hair damp with sweat, his mouth dripping blood. He was a mess.
Katya watched him grimly. “Ready to talk yet?”
He just stared at her and panted before spitting blood at her feet and splattering her jeans. She moved out of the way, a look of revulsion on her face.
“Next tooth,” she said grimly, aiming for one of his molars.
Even with his mouth propped open with a knife, he managed to scream, tearing at his top lip as he forced his lips to come together. The knife slid out of his mouth, and I had to force his mouth back open as she pulled his tooth. It proved too stubborn for a pair of pliers which kept slipping away from her with all the blood, and she had to go back in with an elevator to loosen the tooth. Next, she grabbed a bottle of whisky and flooded his mouth with it. He keened in pain, his whole body contracting. The smell of ammonia filled the room as he peed himself.
Still, he wouldn’t talk.
She pulled out his molar and he fainted. Without hesitation, she slapped him around until he was revived.
I won’t lie, I was quite impressed by her.
“Where is Kirill right now?” she hissed, grabbing him by the lapel and getting right in his face.
“I don’t… know,” he gurgled.
