Forty eight

BELSHAR NESSAR ABED POV

There were dead men everywhere, and as I and Stone navigated the Black Serpent mafia house, I could tell that they had all been taken unawares. It looked like they had been having a celebration when the attack happened. But even before that, they were probably poisoned, and those who survived were shot in the head.

So this was why there had been no response from them. Xavier had visited them and left no one alive, the bastard.

Xavier had always been quiet, so the sudden massacre raised a lot of questions in my head. He was acting recklessly and making enemies; he'd also killed everyone and didn't take over the city, so what the hell was he plotting?

"There is no survivors Don Belshar. We checked the whole area, and all the men are dead," he said, and I grimaced. It was another dead end and the rage I felt grew suffocating. For how long was he going to run? For how long did I have to chase after the fucking vermin!

"That fucking rat. Let him run all he wants