Mafia Men: Nikolai's Inferno
They belonged to his minion, his most loyal minion Scott.
"Scott, of course!" I laughed, holding my stomach, "That coward can't face me, so, he sent his little doggy. Little Scotty always doing what Don Nikolai Costello wants him to do. You're like his pet, like a loyal little bulldog that would do anything to lick his boots."
"You're fucking dead..." he sneered as he approached me.
"What's the worse he could do? Kill me?" I pushed his pitbull back.
"Bianca!" Scott's chest heaved up and down so fast that it looked like his chest will explode at any given second, "Take her out of here before I fucking put a bullet in her head."