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Boss—No, Mr... Gambino?

Tommaso?!

What are you doing here—No, who gave you this letter? Where's the guy you got this from?

I-I don't know! The letter's from me!

I know what kind of man you are, Tommaso. You can't fool me.

I know you don't have what it takes to put all these men on the ground by yourself. They'd beat you half-dead. The letter man's gotta be the one who did this.

You'll tell me where he went, if you know what's good for you.

I... I can't.

Looks like you got pretty forgetful since I been gone.

Then I guess I'll gotta squeeze it outta you! You'll beg for death.

No!

I won't tell you, no matter what! Not even if you kill me!

Alright, you asked for it—

Gambino!

Since when did you get all sentimental? If we find the letter man, we might just get a way out of this godforsaken town, back to...

Look at the envelope, the seal. Don't tell me you don't know what that is.

It's... from her? Why would she... Why's she thinkin' about Lungmen?

Crap, it's the L.G.D.! They're here lookin' into the blast!

Tommaso, come with us—

He's gone?!

Don't worry about him. We're in enough trouble!

Drop your weapons... surrounded...

This way.

That's a dead end!

Trust me! Hurry!

I-Is this a gang war?

No, looks more like a one-sided power move... See? They're all alive.

You're right. They're hurt pretty damned bad, though.

The perp can't be far! Let's move!

Which way?

We have patrols on both ends of the street. If they had even half a brain, they'd have gone down this alley.

Hah, I know this alley. It's a dead end.

(Quietly) This is your idea of a way out?

(Quietly) Didn't you hear 'em? They got men posted on both ends of the street. We're trapped!

Alright, come on out. You can't hide!

Seeing as you didn't kill any of them, we'll go easy on you.

Stop resisting. Come out already!

(Quietly) They're gonna find us!

(Quietly) Shut up. I'm thinking. I'm thinking...

We know you're hiding behind that wall. Drop your weapons and come on out!

(Quietly) Got anything yet?

(Quietly) I'm thinking. I'm—

I'll say it again. Drop your weapons, and we'll go easy—

In your dreams!

Freeze—

Stop! Stop right there!

Now, make a run for it!

What? He's got an accomplice. Is this a diversion? Quick! Call for backup—

He's got at least one accomplice. They have crossbows. Terrible aim!

Terrible what?!

If this wasn't Lungmen, I woulda blown your brains out!

*pant*... *pant*...

They probably won't catch us here.

All we ever do these days is run, hmph. And all because of a few punks?

It's just like you to say that, you egomaniac.

That arrogant air of yours gets more intense the harder we're screwed. It pisses me off more than it did when we were young.

What? Takin' a trip down memory lane?

A little.

I still remember who gave me this last arrow wound here.

And if I weren't in the same boat as that cazzo right now, I'd give him one to match, a little closer to his heart. No point in going down memory lane otherwise.

Yeah, you're damned right.

And I'd love to stick another arrow in that arrogant bastard. The brain this time. I won't miss.

Hah, nice. If you wanna do me in so badly, why don't we get right down to it?

You think I'm scared of you?

What else could it be? You couldn't take me down, not without gettin' the jump on me.

(Deep breath)

Sure, I couldn't take you in a fight.

Oh? Finally admitting it?

Don't forget who we work for... You brought her up earlier, now it's my turn to remind you.

Looks like you're still sane enough to calm down. Thank God.

I'm still worried, though. After all, we didn't get the letter from the real contact. You think that crazy broad might say we messed up?

Hell would I know?

All I know is the two of us together wouldn't last ten seconds against her.

Ain't like we got a choice, so why worry about it?

I can smell you two through the door. You've been standing outside for a while. What's up?

N-Nothing, ma'am. All's well. Everythin's just fine. We got the letter.

Everything's fine?

Yeah, it all went really well. Great, even.

It all went well, but it took you this long to come back?

Show me the letter.

D-Done already? Y-You read it that fast?

Got a problem?

N-No, not at all. No problems with that. Not a single one. No opinions even.

Feels like you still have something to say, though?

What he's tryin' to say is... Does that letter talk about us at all?

Haha, hahahahaha.... HAHAHAHAHA!

Well?

Yeah.

The letter says I can deal with you two however I like.

What's the matter? No reaction to that bit of information?

Is... Is that really it?

Heh, never would've thought. You've got a nose for this sort of thing.

The letter says that, considering what absolute failures, what miserable embarrassments you two have been, I should dig a hole somewhere out in the barrenlands and leave you six feet deep.

You don't seem very surprised.

What's to be surprised about? Even I think we're embarrassing.

So, what'cha gonna do?

Take your own lives in disgrace?

You could try to make a run for it again. I'll give you fifteen whole seconds this time.

Don't joke about that. We know the score.

Heh.