And while I had been treated to the Viktor who minds his manners and has funny sayings and loves innuendo, I’d also witnessed the Viktor today that had no problems knocking out Tito several times with complete ease, a man he didn’t know and a problem that wasn’t his. “It’s gone.” I show it to him.īut he doesn’t look relieved. I grab the phone and though it takes me a moment, my hands are shaking so hard I nearly drop it, I figure out how to delete it. He shakes his head sharply and taps his fingers on top of my phone. “I had to for my own sake and my family’s sake.” “I had to,” he says, practically growling at me. “I’m not flipping anything, I’m just pointing something out. And by the way, it was wrong to record it and you can decide whether I’m telling the truth or not, but you’ve been lying to me this whole time.” “Hey, I never promised you anything, okay. I only found out this afternoon, after you left, I promise.” “You knew,” he says again, rubbing the palm of his hand up and down his face. She gives me the yikes, girl look and then gladly leaves. The waitress comes by with the bill and before she can get close I give her the look that she better not dare come here right now.
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