The news that Mafia King Nikolai had done nothing when his casino was blown up had also spread like wildfire, it had given the crime boss more confidence, thinking that the High Council held that much sway.
He sat up straighter, sitting like the chair was upholstered with a bed of nails. "N-Not at all." He lied bluntly to save his hide, "I merely thought it was information you might like to know." He shot to his feet.
Nikolai didn't stop him from leaving, focusing on Angelo instead as another dangerous knife sailed across the room and embedded itself in the side of his neck.
The crime boss already had a hand on the door handle when he froze, only for a moment however before he he clumsily tried to open the door, panic making his movements unsteady.
Two gun shots rang out and he dropped to the ground, dead with the knife still in his neck.
