Character: Stas Karpov. Page 5

- Quickly turn around and leave. And I'll forget. Otherwise, I'll kill you. You have my word.
(The requirement is not met, Karpov shoots in the head)
- And I warned. I was given the chance. I did before do, all told.

- You still can't prove anything. I have it on parts sawed to a landfill and dumped.
- You look at me. I think I want someone to prove something?

- And I advise you not to mess with me. This can be very expensive.
- Yes I am an employee of the CSS!
- And che? You don't bleed?

The border is the only morality and humanity. The inhumanity and immorality of them.

With people it is better not to approach.
Why?
- Don't feel the pain of loss!

In life there is only one way to solve all problems, just not all admit it. Violence...

Violence is not bulk caramels. Not exactly riprap.

Our correctional system is called corrections. And in fact she did - I am convinced - no ONE fixed it.

I there are hundreds of ways to earn I know, but believe me: I do not sell.

In this world, Antoshin, loners don't survive.

It's better to earn than to die on the arrest of the gang.

The devil, you say? This is still a long way off. The devil is far away, but I'm close. And I much worse.