“Not a single one. Spencer Doherty swore that he hadn’t taken any pictures. (Did he protest too much? Days later Richard would wonder.) It wasn’t simply that the men had found Pavel and Kirill utterly terrifying—though they did; as drunk as the men were, they were confident that the Russians with their shaved heads really would (worst case) break their fingers or (best case) break their phones if they tried capturing even a single image of either girl or five or ten seconds of video. No, the men... kept their phones in their blazers or pants because none wanted to risk banishment from the party; none wanted to risk missing a moment of the girls’ performances; none wanted to jeopardize their chance to be taken by the talent to one of the other rooms in Philip’s brother-in-law’s house. (After reveler Martin Scofield returned to the living room and the blonde had retreated to the bathroom to—yet again—clean up, he told the men in detail how she had finished him off. She was insane, he’d said, she was ravenous; he’d never felt anything like it.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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