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Bhushan turns around, "I may have a slightest idea but nothing concrete."
Orlov looks at the sword and smiles, "You are PUP Commander-In-Chief and you don't like execution?"
Bhushan understands that Tuco already informed Orlov about their conversation. He remains silent, but his mind is searching for answers.
Orlov puts back the sword and comes back to his table. He rings the bell on his table.
An attendant comes into the room.
Orlov: "Get me one Bloody Mary and a Vodka with Lemon peel for Commander."
The attendant bows and goes out.
Bhushan: "I don't have Vodka...Master..."
Orlov smiles, "I know, I know. You love the single malt scotch. But I'd prefer you have Vodka. You see Vodka, as I have heard somewhere, is a very good revitaliser. You need it, cause you're getting dull."
Bhushan remains silent. He's still searching how to counter-attack the execution thing.
The attendant comes in with the drinks and leaves on the table. Orlov takes a sip from his Bloody Mary, "Do you know why I prefer this drink?"
Bhushan: "No Master."
O:"Legend says that Queen Mary I used to have this drink to soothe her nerves after a long day of execution."
Bhushan smiles, "Nice connection, Master."
Orlov smiles and takes another sip, "So you know what to do?"
Bhushan's smile is now gone, "Uh..means...uh..."
Orlov stands up, "I'd like to soothe my nerves, Singh. And I am having my drink."
Bhushan understands that the execution is inevitable. He walks out of the room not before finishing his drink, forcefully.
Cause he knows his master doesn't like wastage of drinks and food which he specially served to others.
Continued on next chapter.