Chapter 42 Jealousy And Passion, A Perfect Cocktail For Disaster, Or Not?

• Narrator.
• "Damn it! We should never have let that psychopath Foster in, if we're not careful he could screw up our business," Humberto Marchetti exclaimed, hurling his glass of alcohol against the fireplace. It was a habit he had whenever he got angry, and everyone knew it.
• "There's something else you don't know, sir," Michele Rizzo said, his inner rage flaring because he would have to give up an ace he had up his sleeve in order to grab an even bigger one. "Mr. Benearo Bencomo and Miss Monti have already gotten married..." He knew he wouldn't let me finish. This time, instead of the glass, it was the thousand"dollar bottle of Bohemia that crashed against the fireplace."