Blood and Venom

“Understand something, Rocco,” Ivanov said quietly. “Men who accomplish great things don’t need to brag about them.”

Rocco’s jaw tightened. Ivanov crouched down until they were eye level, his voice a low murmur.

“You are enjoying this far too much. Which tells me one of two things.”

Rocco held his stare.

“You’re either very stupid,” Ivanov said.