Mafia Men: Nikolai's Inferno novel Chapter 4

•Nikolai•

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"Boss, Charles Bolton was murdered, his entire family has been butchered" Scott informed through the phone.

I reclined back in my seat and sighed. "Every single one of them?"

"Yes, boss, except for Leopold, the butler. He is nowhere to be found"

"Look for him" I ordered, as I put on my suit jacket.

"On it, boss but you might want to come down here, there's a situation---"

I cut him off. "I'll be there"

I hung up the call and walked to my dining room. Bolton's dead body can wait. I settled on my seat, and read the daily paper, sipping my coffee in silence.

"Don Niko" a maid voiced.

"What?" I questioned, keeping my gaze on the paper.

"My daughter graduated top of her class" she smiled. "She wanted to thank you for paying for her education"

Georgia has been working for me for ten years, her daughter was a bright kid. I just did what I would do for any of my house help.

"Bright little kid, does she plan on going to college?"

"Yes..."

"Talk to Scott, he will take care of it"

"Thank you, Don Niko"

I got up and buttoned my suit jacket, I needed to be at the Bolton's mansion.

Charles Bolton was my father's best friend, my father considered him a brother. In our world, when you consider someone a brother it means you will give your life for him.

After my father retired, Charles voluntarily drifted away from our family. I have been made aware that he had planned to leave the underworld and moved to another country. I laughed, I think his plans for a fresh start were flushed down the drain.

My cousin Luigi flicked his cigarette on the ground as he saw me and opened the car door. I settle in the back and asked him to drive to the Bolton's mansion.

When we got there, the Bolton's mansion was crawling with my men, I stepped out of the car and saw the bodies of the household help piled over one another. My men pulled out another body of the mansion and threw it over the pile.

Scott approached me. "Niko, I think you need to see something"

"What is it?"

He gestured for me to follow him inside. I followed him into the front door of Bolton's mansion, the giant wooden door was shattered and broken. Chunks of vases and furniture were scattered all over the place. The place looked like the aftermath of a warzone

Scott pointed toward the two bodies laying on the ground. What was confusing was a girl sitting beside the bodies. Her back was facing me, I couldn't see her face. Her clothes were blood-ridden and ripped.

"She has been sitting there for hours, looking at their dead bodies," Scott informed me. "I have no fucking idea who the fuck she is"

"One of the maids?" I questioned.

"Probably not, she was holding Charles's dead body. I think they are related or something"

"I don't remember Charles having a child"

"He didn't have one. Charles lived here with his wife and Leo"

"Any word on Leopold?"

"Still nothing. What should we do with the girl?"

"Ask Alex to find out who she is"

"Already did, he said he will call me as soon as he will have something"

I frowned. "Didn't she notice all of you?" I asked as I watched her acting indifferent to everyone around her.

"Bianca tried talking to her but she didn't acknowledge her presence. She seems to be in a state of shock"

His phone ringed and Alex's name appeared on the screen. He picked up and talked to him for over a minute, he hung up and had a confused expression on his face. I raised an eyebrow.

"There is no public record of Charles Bolton ever having a child but nineteen years ago his very pregnant wife was admitted to our hospital for delivery but the child died during birth and it was a boy"

"His boy died, then who the fuck is that?" I pointed towards the girl, whose back was still facing me.

"That's the question only she can answer"

"Call Bianca again and ask her to try to talk to her again,"

Scott did as he was told. I watched as Bianca approached the girl, she placed a hand over her shoulder and the girl stiffened. She talked to her for some time before she got up and gave her head a small shake.

"Boss, I tried. She isn't saying anything---"

Bianca's word got cut off as a piercing shriek rang throughout the room. My attention shifted back towards the girl. One of my men was trying to pick up Charles's body but she threw herself over it, screaming like a fucking banshee.

"Dad, no! Please, no!"

Dad? So, she was Bolton's child.

One of them held her back as the two men dragged Charles's body out of the house. She fought relentlessly, and my men let her go to pick up Charles's wife's body. She tried to pull her mother's body from his grasp but her feeble attempts were nothing compared to his strength.

They dragged their dead bodies out of the house, and that's when she turned. Her face and clothes were covered in blood, tears streamed down her face as she followed the men holding her parent's dead bodies.

She tripped on her feet and then got up again. As she was about to run past me, I grabbed her arm stopping her. She didn't look at me at first as she attempted to break free. She kept looking at the men dragging the bodies away from her.

Suddenly, she just gave up and her body went limp. She broke down, crying like a child. She finally looked up at me, her eyes shining with tears.

"What is your name?" I asked her.

She frowned at me, her lips parted before her head hung low and she started to uncontrollably sob again.

"I asked you a question!" I snapped and she cowered away from me, trying to pull herself out of my grip.

My grip on her arm tightened. "I don't like to repeat myself! What is your name?"

"Ev--- ev---" she couldn't even form words in this miserable state.