Chapter 288 - Show Respect (2/2)
”Are you serious? Everyone knows you can't do that to me,” Nikolai Vasiliev hissed.
”Oh, trust me. I can. I did it once, I could do it again. Nobody knows you're here anyway. I can bury you six feet below the ground and nobody would say a thing.”
”You would do that for a silly list? How heroic.”
Maxen took a sharp inhale. His patience running thin. Scratching the skin above his eyebrows, he spoke, ”I don't like wasting my time, Nikolai. Either you hand us the list or leave me with no choice but cheer you on your midnight dip.”
”I don't have it. My assistant does. Now, tell Prince Maxen where the list is,” Nikolai informed Maxen. He grinned at his opponent, feeling victorious at the thought that his assistant has written it on a cliche black notebook.
Ignoring Nikolai, Maxen faced the cowering assistant beside Nikolai. ”You have ten minutes to pull out what I'm asking for.” He then c.o.c.ked his head and immediately, a soldier stepped forward with a laptop in his hand.
Nikolai's eyes bulged when his assistant accepted the device and started typing away, logging in into his email to retrieve the list which contains all the firearms and explosives they provided to the Huks.
”Unbelievable. Why would you keep a receipt in your email?” Nikolai expressed his disappointment in a different phrase when in fact all he wanted to scream was how stupid his assistant was.
Clearly amused in the situation, Maxen jeered, ”Give the guy a break, will you? He's cleaning up all your mess, and all you did was yap at him.”
”Won't you ask me why I did what I did?”
”I don't need to. You're a sick f.u.c.k, and you used that sickness to get what you want.”
”Here you go,” the assistant uttered, scanning the deck. He was about to pass the device to Maxen, but Wyatt blocked him and took a photo of the list on his phone. Folding the laptop closed, Wyatt pressed it to the assistant's c.h.e.s.t. ”You can keep the device.”
”Look at how easy this transaction is if everyone cooperates?” Maxen remarked, frisking his hands. ”It's a wrap, gentlemen. The chopper is waiting in the open grounds to transport you back to your fleet.”
”I guess I'll you again in the news then? Don't let a bullet from Vuono graze you, Maxen,” Nikolai warned, and Maxen wanted to erase the smirk on the asshole's face but held back. Besides, there was no need for him to stoop down to Nikolai's level.
The two friends stayed and spectated in silence as Nikolai and his assistant were led by a group of soldiers off the boat and towards the cart that would drive them to the open grounds.
Once the friends were left by themselves on the deck, Wyatt told Maxen, ”You should have thrown that bastard to the sea. Why did you arrange for a chopper?”
Clamping his hand over Wyatt's shoulder, Maxen replied, ”Sometimes, you just have to show respect even to people who don't deserve it. Besides, he's the least of our concern as of the moment.”