Dimitri's nose had begun bleeding at this point.
"Do you know what I could have done with Sokolov? Huh?" Mr. Petrov snatched him by the collar of his suit. "I was going to use him and get that file from Adeline. We could have gotten that file."
"But your selfishness has ruined everything. We've lost both the father and daughter!" And it's all your fault!"
Dimitri was confused at this point. "B-but you're the one that asked me to set them free," he said.
"What would you have had me do? Did you realize that if Caesar starts a war with us, we would lose?" The old man was losing his mind, eyes twitching nastily.
Alexander had asked them to stay on the low first.
The masked opera ball was due in three weeks time and they needed to make sure that nothing that would cause downvotes for them occurred. They already had a bad reputation amongst the mafia environment and acquiring more depressing perceptions of them, wasn't exactly what they wanted.
