62. We're brothers now
Zach's Pov
"The head of Bratva, really?" I tried to keep disdain from my tone.
"Just amazed or scared, Zach?" I chuckled and locked eyes with the head of the Bratva, sitting across from me in my house.
"Impressed would be the correct word here." I replied and tossed a grape in my mouth.
The head of the elder in the box turned my knees to mush, but I was sober enough to ask my dad to arrange a meeting with whoever he said was able to help me now. When dad mentioned I needed help from Mafia clans, I didn't think he meant the leader of the Russian Mafia.
I don't have to sing songs of their strength. It is the biggest and one of the baddest mafia organizations in the world, and runs some of the dangerous money-multiplying businesses throughout the world.
"When
