Chapter 50
- He was referring to Marco Vi. Marco was like me, adopted and trained to be evil. The Gallo's were his royalty name, just as Lazza was.
- I walked over to a flower vase in a corner of the office. I bent down and pressed the cigar on the red soil in the vase, thus turning it off, I then tossed the remaining cigar on the dustbin beside the vase.
- "Someone else might as well do it!" I declared then exited the office.