"That piece on the board that doesn't do shit but somehow holds all the power. You're fucking weak, Angelo Luciano. I'm your weakness. No matter what happens today or what you make me do, I don't need you. You need me. Do you know how feeble that makes you? The great Don Angelo, risking everything for little old me. It's fucking pitiable. You disgust me."
I didn't like where this was going. It was like looking at Don Angelo's double as she turned away from us and on him. Did he win? Was I wasting my breath?
"You tell yourself whatever you need to, erede, but you are putting a bullet in Joey's brain just to be sure you did me proud. Then you'll kill Scott and finally Luca. The price I pay for that is my business," said an erratic Don Angelo, grabbing Stacy and spinning her back around to face Joey. "Now pull the fucking trigger."
