The girl inside the room, it wasn't my Juliet.
It was the girl from the other house, the one who had been shot dead. It was her corpse. And there was a man standing next to it, a lean man I didn't identify.
"Niklaus Brown." He said, clearly identifying me.
I held the gun tighter in my hand, but his gun had been up already. If I made a move, he would shoot.
"Look at this girl. She's dead." The man said, "And this is how we wanted your Natasha to end up. She's one feisty Red, I tell ya."
I gritted my teeth. "Where. Is. She."
"Oh, I'm scared." He laughed typically, "Let me just tell you where she is because I'm so scared of the mafia boss." And then, he laughed some more. "The - Mafia - Boss. You couldn't really even save your girl, why the f*ck are you the boss? I seriously don't under
