Piero turns his attention from the shop to Jezebel-. "Soon, I will feel relieved after it is over. Right now I am preparing for his execution." Piero picks at the food on the plate with his fork. He is having trouble eating with what is on his mind. This will be his first murder attempt, up until now he had only beat people. It's not easy to kill your first man, even if you feel he deserves it. Piero wonders how this will affect him going forward in life.

Piero takes a bite of his food and looks determinedly out of the window. He knows what he has to do, what Tony would have done for him if their positions were reversed. That old man is going to never see another day on this earth. Piero looks over at Jezebel- and flashes a weak smile at her.

I look at Piero as he looks at me smiling and winking, I can see the nerves getting the best of him.

"Are you sure you want to do this, it's not easy I still have nightmares of my first kill, it gets easier though" Looking around like she was crazy.

"It's a tough world we live in and it's a messy job but hey someone has to do it."

Smiling at Piero once more as the sun begins to set

Piero hardens up his face and gives Jezebel- a solemn nod. "Tony would do the same for me." Piero looks at the shop again and sees the lights go out. The old man must be headed off to bed, it won't be long now and he can sneak on up there and send him off to wherever it is that old man believes he goes when he dies. Piero eats a few more bites of his food and then signals to the waitress to bring them the tab. When she arrives with the tab he smiles up at her and pays her a casual compliment before sending her away with cash to pay for their food. He drops a dollar on the table and starts to rise from his seat with a determined look in Jezebel-'s direction. He's so determined to make his move he leaves his coat hung over the chair and his hat on the table as he starts to make his way towards the door.

getting up front the table looking towards piero nodding for the signal to do this. 

"Remember I'm here, don't panic just breathe and get your revenge."

following behind him quietly as we make our way to the shop

Piero walks out the front door of the dinner with a determined look on his face and heads across the street and down the alley towards the gun shop. When he reaches the door he peaks inside to make sure everything is dark before pulling out a set of lock picks and going to work on the door. It takes him a little bit since his hands are shaking slightly but he picks the lock and opens the door quietly. He checks behind him to make sure Jezebel- has followed him inside and then closes the door after her before proceeding as quietly as he can through the shop, behind the counter and up to where the stairs are at leading upstairs. He stops here and looks back again at Jezebel- for a second and gulps before pulling the gun out of his jacket and heading up the stairs quietly.

Once at the top of the stairs Piero notices a hallway leading left and right. He decides to head towards the right first and creeps along the hallway towards the closed door at the end. When he reaches the door he looks back again to see if Jezebel is behind him.

Piero notices Jezebel- is lagging behind him a bit to watch for movement from the other direction so he quietly opens the door and pears inside. Laying on a bed in the room is a young man. Piero quietly closes the door and locks it to make sure he can't interfere with what happens next and heads back down the hallway the other direction. This room has to have the old man in it as it is the only room left to check. Piero's heart is starting to race a little in his chest, but his determination to avenge his friend keeps his feet moving forward towards his objective.

As he opens the door he sees the old man laying on his side with his back towards the door. At first he thinks the old man is asleep, but the he hears quiet sobbing emanating from the man and notices his frame is shaking a little in the bed. "Good," Piero thinks, "that asshole should feel sorry for what he did. I'll put the old man out of his misery and avenge my friend in one blow." He quietly walks up to the bed, grabs the old man's shoulders and rolls him onto his back. As he rolls he swings his pistol forward and aims it at the old mans head. Just as the old man's look of shock changes into an expression of recognition Piero pulls the trigger planting a bullet squarely between the mans eyes. He fires 2 more shots into his chest and then turns around leaving the grizzly sight behind and heads back towards the door.

At this point he hears the muffled sounds of footsteps from the other room. Obviously his gunfire had woken the boy, he had no quarrel with the boy, and no wish to kill needlessly so he continued out into the hallway and motioned for Jezebel- to follow him out of the shop and into the night. The boy can find his own way out of the room to see what has happened.

I walk behind Piero with a proud look upon my face. I felt good that he finally got his revenge for his friend. I catch up to piero and place my arm around him offering him a cigarette.

While looking at him I can see that same expression I had when I had my first kill.

The feeling of being numb, which of course is not the best feeling in the world. So I must take it upon myself to make sure to help him through this he did ask for my help after all.

"Alright love come with me and lets have a drink so we can talk about all this, ya?"

Piero lets Jezebel- drag him off to a nearby speakeasy and buy them a round of drinks. He keeps replaying both the night his friend died and what just happened through his head, unable to figure out why everything isn't back to normal now. "I got revenge for my friend, why do I feel so hollow?" He looks over at Jezebel- wondering if this is really the life hes wanted, knowing now it is too late to go back. He swallows hard and takes another shot singling the bartender for a replacement. Is the mafia life really all about killing until you get killed? Was that really what he wanted? Why wasn't it all fun and games and sex with women like he had imagined? He needed to clear his head of this crap, he had a street gang to run, they where counting on him. Now that Tony was gone it was just him to lead the boy in mischief and small time crimes. Piero shook his head and looked over at Jezebel- again wondering what she was thinking.

'it's always like this the first time around. it will get easier in time sadly.'

looking over at Piero as his head hangs low like he's going into a deep depression.

'Sadly in a world like ours this is how it all is, wake up, collect money and do other crimes. it's the same routine all the time.'

Placing a hand on Piero's shoulder

'Everything will be alright and you'll get over this quickly'

Piero downs his shot and gets up from the bar stool. "Yea, I guess," he says and then walks from the bar. Piero is not sure what to do with himself, but he knows getting trashed every night is not the answer. That's what his father did and it got him no where, he refused to be a dead beat drunk like his old man. He needed to go home and get some rest, maybe rest would clear his mind up. Piero walks outside and hails the nearest cab and heads home.

Piero gets home and shrugs off his clothes and heads for the shower. He spends a long time in the shower just letting the water run over his body hoping to wash away the events of the last few days. After what seems like an eternity in the shower he turns off the water, dries himself off and then flops into bed to get some rest. He has a very restless night tossing and turning unable to cope or sleep. When he finally gets to sleep he has uneasy dreams, his mind keeps replaying the events in his head.