Marie pulled on her black leather gloves and checks the ammo in her gun for a 3rd time.  Looking back at the entrance to Lucky's HQ and still not seeing him come out she leaned in and honked the horn again.  Yelling at the door, "COME ON LUCKY LET'S GO!  WE HAVE TO MOVE NOW!

She turned to Rand and spoke hurriedly.  Get the men in the cars and get them into their assigned locations.  I don't want there to be a chance in hell that Godfather Vito Vandele gets out of this trap!  This ends tonight with my bullet in his his head.   It is time for him and everyone else to get the hell out of my way!"

Turning back to look at the HQ once more she yelled again.  This time in Italian.

Lucky walks out of his HQ and tosses his cigarette before getting in the car. Rand closes the doors before getting in and they drive off. Lucky lights another cigarette before reaching into his jacket pocket and pulling out the letter and photo and handing them to Marie. 

"Something has happened and you need to read this." He says to her 

He knows this was not the right time, they had things to do and take care of. But she needed to know and he was not going to put it off for one second. This was something that needed to dealt with up front and he would never hide anything from Marie. 

Marie frowned when he did not kiss her in greeting.  He always kissed her hello and goodbye.  Well if he expected her to apologize than he had another thing coming.  This was damn important and he knew it.  Time was critical.  When he handed her the letter she looked at it confusingly, and then back at him.  Taking the letter and photo she looks at the photo first. It was obviously a picture of Lucky when he was much younger and he was with a girl.  It was obviously this was not just any girl.  The way he was looking at the girl was the same way he looked at her now.  

She laid her gun down between them and slowly opened the letter.  A part of her was afraid of what she might find inside.  She read through it once and then again before looking back up at Sal in disbelief.  Softly she spoke to him, "Lucky you have a daughter!"  She laid a tender hand on his arm.

"Yes, I do. I found out the same way you did via that letter," he said looking at her sadly. 

Lucky took a long drag off his cigarette before turning back to Marie.

"Her mother is dying," he said

"I have made arrangments for her and had her transferred to the best hospital in New York," he told her.

Lucky knew Marie would have no issues with any of this. She did take the news of a daughter better than he expected though. 

Marie nodded and looked at the photo again.  "Yes what ever she needs we should make sure she has it."  Folding the letter back up she gave him both items back.  Then she gently turned his head to look at her.  "You are happy right?  Of course not that her mother is dying, but that you have a daughter?"  She gently kissed him tenderly and softly caressed his jaw.

Lucky thought about Marie's question for a minute. He was shocked when he found out but then got distracted by Alessandra's condition. 

"I am happy. But I am also disappointed in myself for not being there for her," he said to Marie. 

"I know I did not know but still seems like I should have found out. somehow." 

Lucky finishes his cigarette and tosses it out the window. He realizes they are crossed into The Loop and he checks his weapon. He knows he has to focus on the job at hand. 

Marie picked up her gun as well and leaned back into the car's bench seat.  "You can't change the past, but you can make a difference in her life now.  With her mother dying she is going to need you now more than ever.  You should go to her in the morning."

Lucky kissed Marie and smiled at her. 

"I will go soon. Right now we have to deal with this and I think she needs some time with her mother. I have not been apart of either of there lives and I do not want to distract from the little time they have left." he said to her. 

Rand let them know that they were getting close to where he was supposed to be. 

"You ready?" he asks

She nodded to him and cocked the hammer of her gun.  "Let's do this!"  

The car came to a sudden stop and both of them leaped out together.  As they did, the night air exploded with hundreds of guns firing at once into the small Italian restaurant.  It was the beginning of the end for Godfather Vito Vandele.