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Оглавление“What are you doing?”
“Leaving a going-away gift for your boss.” Bolan held up the thermite grenades so the mobster could see. “It’s about to get hot in there.”
“You can’t destroy everything! You know how much that merchandise is worth?”
“More than pocket change, but you’re going out of business, so it won’t make much difference.”
Bolan went back inside the warehouse. He planted the thermite grenades in among the stacked cartons, pulled the pins and made a quick exit. As the Executioner stepped outside, he heard the hiss of the grenades activating. Stark light filled the warehouse as the thermite compound began to burn. By the time the process was completed there wouldn’t be much left.
Bolan opened the car door and tossed a cell phone onto the mobster’s lap.
“Now you can call home. Tell Tsvetanov we win round one.”
