Musical Accompaniment: Wild Horses by Bishop Briggs
Blood and fire, smoke and ash, where one roams free, the other soon follows.
EARL
Fuck.
I stare down at the body twisted at the foot of the steps and it is all I can do not to kick it frustration. Maybe that makes me a terrible person without a soul but right now, I cannot bring myself to care.
Victor’s death isn’t a win, it’s a goddamn disaster. It complicates so many things that I am not entirely certain that I know exactly where to start unraveling it from. Conti may be a snake but he would never have dared move against us like this all on his own which can only mean someone planned this s**t using him.
And all my bets are on the Gambiano family and if I’m right then it means my mother’s family just tried to murder me. At this p
