GOLDEN HEART 26

They headed to the basement to see the doctor that was responsible for monitoring Papa’s health, the doctor that supposedly was the one who sent the fake Doc to kill Papa.

The door to his cell was opened by one of the guards that were standing outside it.

‘Young Miss, What is this all about?’ The Doc asked when he saw her entering. ‘Papa won’t like how you’re treating his doctor.’

He tried to act tough.

‘What are you taking us for? Fools!’ Exclaimed Justine calmly, way too calm for anybody’s liking.

‘Wwwhat do you mean?’ His voice wavered unconsciously when he studied her body language.

‘Are you trying to tell me that you didn’t know of the attack on Papa when all the damn country knew of it!’ She said while studying his reaction.

‘Of course I know of it, but what I’m asking about is why you brought me to the basement where suspects are held?’ The Doc voiced his thoughts. ‘You don’t think I’m one of them, do you?’ He added.

‘I don’t know, are you?’ Justine shrugged nonchalantly.

‘I..’

‘Enough of this Fruitless conversation.’ Justine cut him off then she turned to Müller before nodding her head.

Müller advanced towards the doctor and started tying him to the chair.

When he was done, Justine stood up from her chair and walked to him. ‘Now you’re going to tell me where that boss of yours is or I’m gonna make sure you know who you’ve messed with.’ She said in his ear while learning into him, both her hands on each edge of the arms of the chair right next to his.

‘I didn’t know Sam was planning against the Family, I hired him because I found him pitiful. His Son was in Dire need of an operation and he had no money to even hospitalise him.’ The doctor explained. ‘I would never conspire against Papa. I would never bite the hand that fetched me up from slums and made me who I am today.’ He said genuinely.

‘You see Robert, even though I do believe you, you still have to be punished for letting someone close enough to attempt a murder on Papa. You of all people should know that pity in a world like ours is never good, when you pity someone make sure you thoroughly investigated him, make sure to keep an eye on him until the day he dies because pitiful people are the most dangerous.’ She told him.

It was true. In the mafia, people from the slums, children from poor families, and spies are never trusted. Leaders are taught to only use these three kinds but never actually trust them, never befriend them, and to never ever let them out of their sight until their very last day on earth. They are considered dangerous because they’re easily wavered, they’re easily hypnotised by money that whomever offers more gets their services.

They have a habit of backstabbing their allies at the first chance they get, but because of how easily they excel in any domain they put them into they became indispensable to the mafia.

‘Do what you have to do, Young Miss.’ Robert said, his eyes assuring her that he’s agreeing with whatever punishment she intend to bestow on him.

Justine leaned into his ear once again, and whispered so that nobody heard. ‘Bitte verzeih mir.’

Robert nodded at her while smiling so lightly that you wouldn’t notice unless you’re so close to him.

Justine knew he wasn’t one to betray Papa for a bunch of money, everyone in the Family did actually. They all knew he was eternally grateful for Papa.

He was a great doctor, one could say he was the best in the whole Country. He has his own hospital with some underground levels that specialises in treating cases that need to be off the records like the mafia’s, as long as the Family doesn’t want them dead.

He also made sure that his hospital never chased those who have no means to pay the fees away. His hospital was a place that all people had rights in treatment despite how rich or poor they are. He was very compassionate and loyal.

TO BE CONTINUED…