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Doing Time
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Roman Mordvinov

Roman laughed and shook his head. He had meant Samoan guys. Went over his head. Not too smart, but that was ok. Not everyone had to be, not even to be a cooker. He wanted out though. Bad. Bad enough to help them.

"Well then I think we might be able to hook you up. Hold on a minute."
He got up and went to the chick with the cans. It only took a moment of whispering- she glared at him until he took out a card and handed it to her. One side was his name. The other an online gift card account number. Just a few hundred, but enough to get something nice. This wasn't usually allowed- keeping a guy in visitation without no visitor- but with the right name and the right amount a lot could happen. And he thought it would be funny to see how the prick responded after he had been gone so long.

He stepped out the of the room through the security and got his wallet. He messaged his pops. This was good. The little blue pills would be theirs. And that meant the Mordvinov's would be on top of it all.

It wasn't long before the door opened and in came Spetzel. Little guy had been on their payroll since long before he was born. He knew the drill. He'd already been in contact with the Prosecuting attorney and had made the requisite information known- along with something to make the realization that much more pleasant.

The Ascendancy's revelation- who'd a thought that Mudak could do magic or whatever?- was a godsend for old Yuri. Because now it could be pinned on Vlad. There had been a lot of weird stuff happening around the prick- documented statements and everything. And the whole attack that took him down and had Yuri end up here had left a lot of open questions.

Now, it looked like there had been a rush to justice. The conviction had been quick and without all the facts. Already, there were was an appeal being submitted to reopen the case. Roman'd make sure there was some reasonable doubt then. And in the meantime, posting bail on the guy- he didn't have a real rap sheet. All his stuff had been under the radar so far cept for a brief commitment to the Guardian as a minor- would be cake.

He'd be out within the week.

He brought Spetzel through and Cutey-cans gave them a look- this time it was a bit friendlier and Roman winked at her and then watched her walk away. Nice. He might check her out later. He picked up the phone and spoke. "This is Itzaq Spetzel. He's a friend of our family and your new lawyer. Just sit tight and he's gonna take care of you."
And then he winked at the guy. "And then maybe you can see about finding some Samoan girls for yourself. The ones I lined up for you had nice 5 o'clock shadows."


[[you can post his reaction or whatever, but I dont think we need to do the details of how yuri gets out.]]


Edited by Sebastian, Aug 29 2016, 07:39 PM.
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[No subject] - by Yuri Obrechennyy - 08-12-2016, 10:39 PM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 08-19-2016, 01:02 PM
[No subject] - by Yuri Obrechennyy - 08-20-2016, 04:42 PM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 08-23-2016, 11:42 PM
[No subject] - by Yuri Obrechennyy - 08-24-2016, 06:08 PM
[No subject] - by Sebastian - 08-29-2016, 07:38 PM
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