Chapter 50 Pain

• All I could suddenly think of was my wife. I had to eliminate the fools behind me because, distraction or not, they would kill me if they could, and they obviously think they've got me cornered and excited that they might be the ones to end the life of Pietro Eppolito.
• "In your fucking dreams." I spit out.
• Since the new street was great and perfect for a shootout without the risk of harming Innocent people, they stupidly started shooting at me again.