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Nikolai glanced over to Angelo to find him watching the scene calmly, it might as well be a show for all it was worth. He clenched his jaw and looked away, grimacing when he realized he had bitten through his cigar again.
Nikolai had never cared for anyone’s opinion so why was he self-conscious about what Angelo would think about the way he carried out retribution? It didn’t help that the assassin had been unfazed, not a single trace of wariness in those pale green eyes.
A patron rose to his feet, his movements were measured and deliberate, two others rose as well. Nikolai lifted a brow at this display, curiously watching. They didn’t approach and they didn’t pull out weapons, instead, they walked across the club to the door that led to the back rooms.
He wasn’t worried that they would try to make an escape, the club was surrounded. So it meant that they were taking things into their own hands and bringing Bean out to him. His attention drifted to Angelo once more, a thoughtful look on his face.
More people rose to their feet and slipped past the doors to the restricted space behind the main club, none of the workers made a move to stop them, knowing that only death awaited them if they did.
In a short time, he could hear the sounds of a scuffle, the group that had left were dragging out a struggling man, his pink suit jacket was barely hanging on to his mousy frame.
Behind them was a taller man who was very calm despite the noisy struggle happening in front of him.
Nikolai watched expectantly as the club owner was dragged over and thrown at his feet. The Beta cowered on his knees, unable to lift his head up. For someone who was brave enough to ignore his summons, he was the epitome of a coward.
"Business must be booming," He said with a smile that didn’t touch his eyes, "Even after I took the trouble to pay you a visit, you left me waiting. You must be really busy..."