"I slept on the ground a lot during the war." Niko pondered, thinking back again to those days despite wanting to veer his head away. But the thoughts weren't so bad. "I had these friends, and Serbian ground is cold. Me and the other soldiers would sleep sort of close, in our sleeping bags. Not uh, the homosexual way. A brotherly way. We always felt pretty safe like that."

Then his thick brows rose. "But there's always a lady that will do better than this for the right price."