The next morning, Balalaika, Boris and Nathaniel are in a restaurant. Sitting at a table across from them is Vasili Laptev, an ex-KGB turned high ranking boss of Hotel Moscow in Moscow, Russia.
"Вы не разочаровываете, Балалайка. Я начинаю понимать, почему Босс Слевенин так высоко отзывается о вас ...(You don't disappoint, Balalaika. I'm starting to understand why Boss Slevenin speaks so highly of you...)"
"Это так? (Is that so?)" Balalaika questioned. "И чья задница, как вы думаете, я здесь, чтобы вытереть, Василий? Вы в одиночку разрушили нашу репутацию здесь! Это место - детская площадка, но вы все еще не можете взять управление на себя! Я хочу завершить эту операцию и вернуться в Роанапур. Это место - настоящая пороховая бочка ... Я не могу долго оставлять ее без присмотра ... Увидимся через шесть часов ...(And whose ass do you think I'm here to wipe, Vasily? You've single handedly destroyed our reputation here! This place is a playground, but you still couldn't take control! I want to wrap up this operation and get back to Roanapur. That place is a real powder keg; I can't leave it unattended for long. I'll be seeing you in six hours.)"
Balalaika and Boris stand up as they prepare to leave. However, Vasili is angered at how Balalaika has treated him. He stands up and yells at her.
"Как ты смеешь?! Вернувшись в Москву, я один из самых высоких боссов! Так что проявите немного уважения! (How dare you?! Back in Moscow I'm one of the highest ranked bosses! So show a little respect!)"
"Извините, мне трудно вспомнить боссов, которые поднялись, используя деньги вместо умения. Лучше я напишу ваше имя на долларовой купюре, чтобы не забыть, кто вы. (I'm sorry. It's hard for me to remember the bosses who rose up using money instead of skill. I'd better write your name on a dollar bill so I don't forget who you are.)" says Balalaika.
"Принести извинения! Вы паршивая бывшая военная сука! (Apologize! You lousy ex-military bitch!)"
Vasil is then grabbed by the hair and his head is slammed to the table by Balalaika. Balalaika leans close to his ear and whispers something to him.
"Позвольте мне объяснить вам кое-что. В этом мире есть две вещи, которые я просто не могу вынести: одна - холодные блины, а другая - бесполезные, некомпетентные дураки из бывшего КГБ! Теперь я предлагаю вам держать голову низко, чтобы пули не поразили вас. (Let me explain something to you. There are two things in this world that I just cannot stand. One is cold blintzes, and the other is useless, incompetent ex-KGB shitheads! Now I suggest you keep your head low so the bullets don't hit you.)"
Nathaniel is at a graveyard as he stands in front of three tombstones. His expression is still emotionless, but deep down he feels different, as something about the three tombstones bothers him. One of the tombstones has his name and the other two are his parents. He and his family are most likely no longer on the missing list and are pronounced dead. It doesn't upset Nathaniel. His parents are dead, as they were killed while protecting him. Hopefully his parents' bodies are in the coffins recovered from the island rather than just two empty coffins buried 6 feet under like Nathaniel's. Suddenly his phone started ringing from his pocket. He pulled it out and answered it in Russian as he knows who's calling him.
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Black Lagoon: Life of a Rogue
FanficA rogue Central Intelligence agent now joins a mercenary for hire service group that works whoever and even work for a Russian Mafia, a Triad, cartel and even work for governments in a city called Roanapur and will face many dangerous situations and...