The Shark Mafia Boss novel Chapter 95

Raphael POV

“Where is he?” - I ask while I punch the scumbag in the face

“I don’t know” - he cried

“I’m going to ask again, Where is he?” - I ask while I punch him in the nose breaking it.

“I don’t know” - he says crying holding his nose.

“Don’t you fucking lie to me” - I punch him again this time in the stomach making him bend over.

The idiot starts coughing blood and I am losing my patience.

“Where is your boss?” - I ask again now holding him by his hair so he looks up at me.

“I don’t know” - he cries.

“What’s his name?”

“I don’t know” - he answers still crying on his knees.

“Tell me what I want to know”

The guy keeps crying and I am losing the shred of patience I have left.

“You fucking pussy” - I say grabbing my gun and putting a bullet in the middle of his eyes.

I turn my back to the man now dead in the middle of the floor of the hideout.

“Clean this up” - I say to my men that immediately start to take care of the dead body.

I walk to my office and I can feel Joseph following me.

“Was it really necessary to kill him?” - he asks and I turn around to face him.

Joseph stops walking and takes one step back when he looks into my eyes. I am about to spitfire.

There was an attack on my mother’s house about one week ago and we managed to get a hold of some of the men responsible for it. I’ve been killing one a day in front of the other fucktards so they see I am not playing around.

One of them is gonna have to cave. One of them knows something.

“Are you fucking serious right now?”

“Raphael killing them won’t solve the problem” - Joseph says

“No it won’t, but will show them that I am serious and I am not afraid to put a bullet in their heads, now stop fucking questioning me and do your job” - I say turning around and walking to my office.

Joseph walks in behind me and closes the door. He walks straight to the bar in the corner of the office and pours me a glass of whiskey.

He hands me the glass and I drink it all straight away. I put the glass down on the table and I sit on my chair with my elbows supported on the table and passing my hands through my hair that is getting longer.

“I need to know who is doing this and where they are” - I say out loud

“I know boss” - Joseph says taking a seat in front of me. He crosses his arms in front is his chest and takes a deep breath.

It’s been weeks since we have been getting the notes and attacks from the french and we still don’t know where their hiding place is or who they are. Especially who the boss is.

My mother managed to get away without a scratch but they burned down my childhood house and I can’t let that go.

I am always in constant fear that they will hurt Olivia again or that they will come for Mike.

“Okay, so what do we know exactly?” - I ask standing up and walking to the bar to grab some ice for my hand.

“They are in New York, they are french and they know all of our hiding places and where all the people important to you are”

“I know all of that”

“That’s all I know” - he says and I kick the chair making it fly across the room.

“Fuck” - I say passing my free hand through my hair.

“You need to rest” - Joseph says and I look at him