Donnie was in his lounge when Pinky made it home. Sitting in Pinky"s armchair like he was a made man with nothing to worry about.
Pinky never understood why his brother kept the guy around. Donnie was wired on a different frequency to the rest of the world. He was a violent sociopath like the rest of the boys, but there was something else about him, something unsettling that Pinky had never been able to put his finger on.
Once he had Rachel he"d get rid of Donnie as quickly as he could. Let the girl inside Donnie"s head for anything of worth and then blow it to pieces. Pinky smiled at his guest. Donnie was inspecting the only picture of Frank in the room. It was a photograph of Riva, sitting in the garden under a warm sun, but Frank and his girl just made it in the shot. Pinky couldn"t r
