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Cold sweat breaks out over my skin and I realize just how afraid I am of him He's not like Adrian He's unpredictable and a coward… this erous

"I heard about the visits you've beenin town," Vitto addresses my brother "Why would you tell soered us all"

"The i pleads withto help us"

"We don't need help!" Vitto snarls, sla his fist on the table

The glass cracks and I feel myself take a sharp breath of air, too afraid to exhale

"Anyway, he won't be able to play along with your little schemes"

"What do you i demands "You didn't, Vitto! He was a relative!"

"I don't give a shit!" Vitto grabs hirass

I get up, placing ue

"You betrayed all three of us when you spoke to him behind my back He could've been the Bernardi's spy!"

"He wasn't," Luigi says, alarhty years old, for fuck's sake, Vitto—"

"Don't argue with me"

"I'm just—" Before my brother can finish his sentence, Vitto slams a fist into his nose

I shriek when I hear the crunch of bone, shivering in fear as Luigi stumbles backward

Vitto is fucking losing it and I have no idea how to stop hi his naun and approaches round

"That was your last shot," he hisses at Luigi "Onedead"