Spartacus still on a bit of edge sat down and looked at his food. Marie had a way of knowing what people liked so he was curious as to what she had ordered for him. Picking up the lid he sighed a bit and then poked at some of the wilty lettuce. "Marie.. Salad." He watched as she giggled and then smiled. "We can't have you eatting to much and getting lazy the rest of the night. It will be go time soon."

He just lightly placed the lid back on the tray and then looked back at them. His stomach growled with a bit of hunger and he grabbed a glass of the water on the tray. "I"ll eat after then." He got up and walked by the window watching people walk back and forth along hte streets below and then he watched as the sun began to set behing the buildings around him, and the shadows began to lurk along the alleyways.

Lucky picked the lid off his tray and revealed hot and juicy steak cooked rare with potatoes and corn along with hot rolls and butter. He looked over and smiled at Spartacus and his salad. Lucky took his knife and fork and cut into the juicy steak and took a bite, it was good practically melted in his mouth, he washed it down with some whiskey before turning to Marie. 

"You will kill him... I want that honor hell I am the one he almost had killed," he said looking at her. 

Then he took another bite of food while looking at Marie. 

Marie sat down but did not eat.  She looked at Lucky, "I have to do it.  I am making my move on Old man Vito very soon and when I do, I need my men and the rest of the world know that I will kill anyone who would threaten me, my men, or my city. "  She picked up her fork and started to eat her salad.  She fully expected an argument from Lucky on this matter, but her mind was made up.

Spartacus looked at his boss as he stuffed his face and then began to scratch the side of his head with his middle finger and grin. "Marie is it time yet?" He watched the outstretching shadows creep nearer and he wanted to make sure he had met up with all those he would be working with.  Spartacus didn't trust people naturally, and he really didn't trust people he was going to be fighting along side with that he had never met. Lighting a smoke he turned towards the two enjoying their dinners still and began to pace

Marie looked at the clock and nodded.  "The Cuban army has his location and they are awaiting our lead."  She looked at Lucky, "Take us into battle, general."  She smirked a bit.  Ever since the great war she had taken to calling him her general.  He really did have a mind for strategy and war.  It made for a good balance to her political mind.  She knew when to hold the reins and when to give them other to another.  It was Lucky's turn in the driver's seat. 

Lucky finished the last bite of his steak and stood up checked his pistol and put it in his holster before turning to Spartacus. Lucky was ready to end this he wanted to be the one the kill the prick but that was marie's call.  

"Well, then its time to end this shit. You ready to go or do you need to pick up anything before we head out?" he said to Spartacus. 

Lucky put on his suit jacket and headed to the door looking back at Spartacus. 

"I'm always ready." He then slid gun inside of his jacket and then buttoned just the middle button. He was partial to this suit he was wearing as it was his first tailored suit, and he wore it to all his battles, as he called them. Lucky was the first to get to the door and then slowly opened it. Spartacus darted out in front of him, and the other two followed as they went to the car. 

Getting into the car Spartacus began to get a bit anxious, excitement filled his body and he was ready to get this over with more so then probably the other two. Something had been stirring inside of him as of late and he was hoping this would settle it. 

"Were here." The driver told the three of them and they sat there in the care just briefly but long enough to to settle and nerves.

Lucky got out of the car and then helped Marie out of the car before heading with Spartacus over to the Captain of the Cuban army He introduced Spartacus and Jose to each other. 

"Spartacus you will be leading this charge. Kill them but leave the Don alive," he tells her. 

Lucky walks back to Marie. He knew with his new position he could not be running into these fights. He had to learn to let others do it for him and he knew that Spartacus was more than capable. 

Spartacus couldn't help but smile as he walked over to the men that stood before him. He knew that most would be loyal but he wasn't sure about all of them and wanted to drive home that they definetly would be and would obey.

"Men if there are any of you here that do not hold allegiance to our cause in one hundred percent please step forward." Spartacus kind of chuckled to himself thinking no one would dare take a step towards him, but much to his surprise a one did. 

"Sir.. I just do not think that this is.." The man's voice coward as Spartacus took a few steps closer. Suddenly stopping he tried to move back to his place in line as Spartacus drew his gun and fired a single shot. The mans body crumbled to the ground and then Spartacus stepped closer seeing the mans eyes grow pale as breath no longer escaped his body.

"Let this be known.. If you try to not protect the other person next to you. If you try to leave before or in the middle of this. If you decide to change sides.. This will be your fait and the fait of everyone you know and love." Spartacus kicked some dirt on to the mans lifeless body as he watched the men in front of him nod in understanding. Spartacus looked back at Marie and Lucky.

Lucky sits back and smiles as he hears Spartacus's speech. He would have bet no one would step forward and he would have been wrong. He stood there wondering how Spartacus would react to the man and carefully watched as Spartacus walked up to the man and shot him. 

"I knew I liked that guy," he said to himself with a smirk. 

He stood there and listened to the rest of his speech. When Spartacus turned to him Lucky nodded to him and grabbed his gun. It was time to get this over with so they could enjoy the rest of their trip. 

Marie watched the whole affair with a stone face though she did flinch when the gun went off.  When Spartacus turn back toward him, he saw the same stone face.  If she approved or disapproved it was hard to tell.  Regardless Marie checked her firearm again and then looked up at Spartacus once more.  "Let's finishes this once and for all."  Her voice was hard and full of determination.

Spartacus walked directly through the middle of the men and watched as a path before him was made with each closer step to the front he took. Getting to the front he looked back over his shoulder and said to bring him the don, and he immediately shot a few holes into the door of the building, and watched as the men around him followed. With every shot they took they as a group took one step closer. 

It was odd to him that not a single shot had been fired back, but they pressed on. Finally reaching the door, a few of the men got infront and kicked it off its hinges and Spartacus watched as it fell to the marble tile floor the it hid from sight. Standing there the men, including Spartacus flooded in and suddenly Spartacus realized how eerily quiet it was. 

"Silence." He yelled at the men and he listened hard. There was no sound, no footsteps, nothing. Spartacus took a few further steps forward and then paused as motioned for the rest of the men to go around the corner. Standing in the living room, we drew in a long breath and shook his head at what he saw. 

"Marie and Lucky are going to be so fucking mad." Spartacus walked up to a corpse tied to a chair with a letter attached to a pin that was set deep into a torn out eye socket of what appeared to have once been the don. His body was badly mangled and his mouth still hung open as if some ghastly horror which noone could ever think of had been done."Search the entire house for others." Spartacus's voice yelled before he turned and looked again at the corpse. 

"Shit." Spartacus kicked over the chair with the don in it, reached down and plucked out the letter  then stormed out to Lucky.

Marie stood with Lucky at the back of the force of men.  The march towards the building was slow, but met no resistance.  There was not one shot fired.  Marie began to worry and started to look around.  Was it a trap?  An Ambush?  She saw nothing.  Then she heard nothing.  Fearing that Spartacus might be in danger inside she moved to rush in.  Lucky caught her by the arm, "WAIT!"  Marie flashed an angry glare at Lucky.  She hated being on the sidelines when one of her own was in danger.  He ignored the look as he always did.

Just then Spartacus came storming out with a piece of paper in his hand.  Marie stopped trying to move and Lucky released her arm.

Spartacus reached Marie and Lucky and scowled. "Here." He handed the letter to Marie and then cracked his neck a bit. "Seems while your father gave us the tip he also decided to give ya'll a wedding present." Spartacus ripped a pack of smokes out of his pocket and a lighter. Standing there still in a huff he watched as they both read the letter, and then he lit his smoke. 

Lucky takes the letter out of Spartacus's hand and looks at Spartacus. 

"What the fuck is this... Where is he?" he asks holding the envelope up. 

Lucky opens the letter and it is from Marie's father. 

"HE DID WHAT." he screamed handing the letter to Marie before storming off into the building. 

As Marie read the letter, she became more and more angry until finally she crumbled up the letter and threw it to the ground.  Whirling around she storms back to car yelling in Italian, "Fottilo! Non lo perdonerò mai per questo. Né potrò mai avere lui parte del mio matrimonio o della vita di mio figlio. È morto per me. Morto!"  She even turns to yell at the house every couple of steps as if the house was her father.

From inside the house comes gun shots as Lucky unloaded his gun into the corpse.

Spartacus leaned up against the car, and knowing a bottle of whiskey was hidden under the front seat he opened the door and slid in the seat. Picking up the bottle he tookd a long swing, and then leaned back in the car as he watched Marie fling herself in the back still going off in italian. 

After listening to the shots ring out, he took s few more swigs of whiskey and then just leaned back in seat and shut his eyes for a moment.

Starting to drift off to sleep he was woken by Lucky slamming the door and demanding the driver to take them back to the hotel.