Mike Bossy Cause Of Death 소설 & 이야기

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa

Murmurs spread among the mobsters gathered around. “Hey, she’s not moving!” Someone suddenly pointed out. Indeed, Amy remained motionless on the floor. “What did he do?” “He’s dead for sure. The Boss will kill him.” “What are you all standing there for? Quickly rush her to the infirmary!” Immediately, she was carried away and rushed to the infirmary. Back in Drake’s office… Marcus rushed into the office. “Boss!” “What’s the matter?” Drake asked, his eyes still fixed on what he was doing.

Isn’t that just…so sad? Then again, there’s that concept of sunk cost and how you shouldn’t base your future decisions on it. In this case, the time I had spent waiting was sort of already my sunk cost. What should I do then? “Why are you still here?” My whole body froze, and my eyes widened when I heard a familiar voice very close to me. I turned around and my suspicion was immediately confirmed. There, standing right in front of me was the man that I had waited for all this time. He really was still at work…

“Boss. They are at the hospital, collecting Autopsy reports” I nodded and went to my cabin. I sat down. This is too much. Losing him, was enough of a problem. Now, I don’t even know if he was a traitor or not. I received a call; it was from Ron. “What Ron?” “Autopsy reports came out,” he informed me. “It says that he died due to over drug usage” “Over drug? That’s impossible!” “Someone drugged him. He hated drugs. Although, we still don’t know it for sure”

That was like the twentieth phone I’ve seen with him ever since I’ve known him in the past year and it was beginning to be irritating that he would smash them at any chance he got. “Massimo, you and I know that he didn’t kill Maze,” Michael butted in with a small voice. “She had a brain tumor, it was at stage four and we all knew that she was bound to die.” He added, making my eyes widen in surprise. My heart lurched in my chest and I immediately felt for Massimo, but just when I remembered that he had been blaming his dad for this same thing for years now, my anger flared again. “She was sick, Massimo!” I yelled incredulously, “Why then do you blame your father for it?!”

I grab my sandwich and take a bite"It's not healthy. That job is forcing you a lot, don't you think you should give yourself a break? She snorts and shakes her head. " It's nothing special Kia"Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos.

I changed the subject, trying to divert the stares from my new friend. “We got one in the tank right now, Kellen, and I got to question him today,” Mike's eyes shifted to Kellen before focusing back on me. “We couldn’t get anything out of him, just that we have something the rogue king wants. He wouldn’t say anymore, even after Kellen gave him a brutal beat down. We won’t get the chance to question him anymore-“ “What why?” I questioned Mike. Mike cleared his throat. “He killed himself, he had a cyanide wolfsbane pill under a tooth, and broke it before we could ask him what that something was.” He shoveled more food into his mouth.

He drove so quickly like a crazy person,We made it to the penthouse in less than twenty minutes because of Mike’s rough driving. He marches into the penthouse and sees his friend I think Jack is his name. He is lying on the floor in his own pool of blood and Danteson stands above him. I frown When did he get here? How did he get here before us? Wait….where is Gigi and Milan? “Dante what the fuck happened?” Mike asked. “Boss, I caught him talking with someone on the phone, they were talking about a deal” “I thought I said not to kill him, why did you kill him?”

My knees almost gave out. “…tragic loss today,” the news anchor’s voice played through the speakers. “Prominent businessman Victor Sinclair mourns the passing of his close friend’s mother, who was under experimental treatment at his private facility. Despite the best efforts of his medical team, the patient unfortunately succumbed to her illness tonight.” The screen cut to footage of Victor standing beside a covered stretcher being loaded into an ambulance, openly wiping tears from his eyes. “She fought so hard,” he said to the camera, his voice cracking convincingly. “My science wasn’t enough this time. I did everything I could.”

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.