Leaning in, he whispered conspiratorially.
"Most people think they disappeared with the fall of the U.S.S.R. But they didn’t. In fact, there’s a massive network of them, some old coal mines, others fallout bunkers, all throughout Ukraine.”
He winked before leaning back, he swallowed a third of his drink.
"There’s a reason no one is allowed in Chernobyl. It’s not just the radiation, Comrade. There’s things hidden there that would make your nosing around in Wall Street seem like stealing candy from a dead baby.”
A sudden quiet came over the bar, and Jason’s gaze flicked to the entrance. A broad shouldered man was visible, making his way through the crowd. Once at the bar, he ordered a martini, then found a seat with the man whose collarbone had been tweaked by Jason. He turned his attention back to Eddie.
"Heads up. Our boy called for backup. I can’t promise we won’t get in a fight."
"I’ll take lead, if it comes to it. You strapped?"
He hadn’t noticed a piece on Eddie, but it could be in his waistband. Everyone carried around here. Mostly illegal. People were too careless with guns, Jason thought with a snort. Like I’m one to talk.
"Doesn’t matter. No one will pull a firearm here; too many people and too many witnesses. Better off using your hands."
Jason enjoyed fucking with people; it was one of his favorite activities. The look of nonplussed calm, twinged with just a hint of you’re fucking crazy, dude, was just evidence he was succeeding.