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One of his traders, a boy from Queens named , hesitated. “Vik, if we’re wrong—”

“Regret is for sheep,” he said. “I ran with the wolves. And I’ll run again.” volk iz uoll strit

That night, his encrypted phone rang. A voice, flat and metallic: “The partners are unhappy. You made too much. Too fast. You drew eyes.” One of his traders, a boy from Queens named , hesitated

“I know that fear is a commodity,” Viktor replied. “And I’m long on fear.” One of his traders