"All of you are the same. All of you," he repeated.
"Also, the Attorney General said," he began, after enjoying the expression on the drug dealer's face for a moment, "that to make an example of you, you're all being sent to the most notorious prison in the entire federation. Let's hope that after a year, at least a third of you one-hundred-plus bastards are still alive."
"Fuck you!" the drug dealer roared in pain. "Do you have any idea who we are? We're Kuchilo's men! I'll kill your whole family! I'll grab your wife and turn her into the lowest—"
"Kuchilo is already dead," the police officer said with a smile, shifting his weight. The movement made the drug dealer cry out in pain again. "You guys are finished. The organization protecting you has been uprooted. If I were you, I'd be more concerned about my own fate."
