Мафия 7. The Dark Age

Chapter Six. The Lone One.

It has been snowing for the second day now. Huge flakes were falling heavily on the cold streets. Only a few brave souls dared to venture out of their relatively warm homes. The weather had firmly gripped Paris in an icy grip. Weakened and paralyzed, it resembled only a gloomy collection of blocks, a lifeless map. Authorities promised to improve the situation, but so far these statements seem like mere empty talk.
A large, luxurious house. A spacious living room with a large sofa by the window. A confident man carries a bottle of excellent whiskey and two glasses, half filled with ice.
-To our hopefully long and fruitful cooperation! - he said.
-To cooperation! I have already managed to resolve your request. The chest with piastres will be yours by mid-tomorrow.
-Excellent! It is truly a pleasure doing business with you!

While lively conversations were taking place in one house, things were clearly not going well in another, less wealthy and spacious home – at that moment, the police were searching it for clues. The fact is that the mistress of the house, Ta Kotoraya..., was shot tonight. The killer caught her having a light dinner consisting of 2 chocolate eggs and a glass of milk. The consequences of power outages also affected Tako, so she was apparently preparing for dinner by candlelight, from which only a paraffin stub remained when the police arrived.


Still alive:
5 Lu41k
6 Drnik
11 WisTrit
12 Hermit
14 Neyra Dрейк
15 KostyaN
16 WhiteLizard

Deceased:
1 Siverfale
2 Amko
3 Gur
4 Revan
7 Kyle
8 Kash
9 Ta Kotoraya...
10 Arandor
13 Magnus
17 Ple-Sen

As for the series of nightly illegal visits, Drnik became the new victim of the thieves; it's a pity that this doesn't bother Lu41k in any way: she just smiles and shrugs indifferently – I’m doing fine, don’t touch me.

Day is coming.