I head previous him, and cease Marco earlier than he can get to the household. “No want to go away. Get Frank to scrub up,” I instruct Marco.

“I believed he was going to die with out saying a phrase. Who was the fucker loyal to?”

“The Fallen.” Marco stops strolling and turns to me. “Adrian needs to be working with them.”

“He’s simply signed his dying warrant,” Marco says.

“Till we all know what his plans are…”

“My loyalty lies with you.” He claps a hand to my shoulder. “I’m sorry, man, however your brother is nearly as good as lifeless.”

“And I’ll be the one to kill him.” Marco clicks his tongue and nods earlier than going to seek out Frank. I’m going to clean the blood off my arms then head over to Ruben’s workplace. The door is open, and Ruben has already poured two scotches.

He seems to be to the glass, ready for me. “This requires greater than espresso.” He relaxes in his darkish crimson leather-based couch, and glances to the armchair reverse the place he’s sitting. He lifts the glass and takes a sip earlier than balancing it on the sting of the couch. “Your brother,” he begins.

“Must die,” I end his sentence with what I do know must occur.

He lifts the glass and simply because it touches his mouth he says, “You’re now the underboss.” I wasn’t anticipating that. “How are the women? Eliza?”

“She’s traumatized. Rose advised me her physique is marked by scars.”

“From Adrian?” I nod. Ruben shakes his head and appears away. “Is what he’s doing value dying for?”

“Uncle, if I’ll communicate freely?” Ruben glances towards me and nods as soon as. “He went after my lady, and only for that he has to die. However I ask it’s by my hand, and my hand solely.” Ruben’s throat tightens and a vein protrudes down the column of his neck.

“Killing your personal brother is tough.”

“He’s not solely betrayed the household identify, he’s betrayed me too.”

“Dominic, as underboss, your obligations change. It’s good to have a deal with on this whole space. Adrian let every part slip. I think greed and medicines are the elements of his betrayal.”

“He as soon as advised me that when he steps into your place, he needed to get rid of the best way you run the brothels and churn out the ladies.”

Ruben throws again the remainder of his scotch and locations the glass beside him. “Greed for energy.”

“He clearly didn’t wish to wait.”

“No, he didn’t,” Ruben says with a low voice. He runs his tongue over his tooth as he stares at me. “What do the women want?”

“I’ll get them sorted.”

“Improve their safety.”

“After all,” I nod.

“I can’t let you know what to do along with your lady, however I counsel you make it clear to her that working isn’t a sensible thought.”

“I’ve been contemplating that.” A small smile stretches my lips. “She’s not going to love it.”

“She’s your lady, however now that you simply’re the underboss, issues have to vary.”

“I do know,” I say. Standing, I depart the now-empty glass on his desk. “I’ve someplace I have to be.” I bear in mind my shirt is roofed in blood. “Do you have got a shirt?”

Ruben narrows his eyes at me. “Ought to I ask?”

“I must make a cease earlier than I return residence.”

Ruben stands and leads me towards his bed room the place he takes a brand new shirt with the tags nonetheless hooked up out of his walk-in closet and arms it to me. It’s white, just like the one I’m sporting. He additionally offers me a brand new tie, an identical blue to the one I had pre-blood splatter. “I take it you have got a plan.”

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