Piero wakes after what seems like a few minutes of sleep. His restlessness over last nights murder and the death of his friend the day before didn't allow him much sleep at all. He tries to go about his business but his street gang notices the difference. His eyes are ghostly and dead. He hardly hears a word they say and usually just mumbles a non-coherent response when they talk to him. He continues to organize their usual ruffian behavior but his heart just isn't in it anymore, not after what happened to Tony. He's just waiting for the other shoe to drop so to speak, for the bullet to fly his direction and drop him like it did Tony.

This continues on for a couple of weeks, Piero shows up in the morning organizes the gang, they do their thing and then they go their separate ways. Piero usually heads off to some local speak easy sits in a corner by himself and drinks a few drinks before taking a taxi home to bed to continue the mindlessness the next day. Finally Piero just can't take it anymore. He decides to put himself out of his misery. In order to do that, he need only turn his gun on himself.

Piero is sitting in his chair alone after a night of drinking a week later when he finally has the nerve to execute his plan. "Good bye cruel world" he mutters to himself, puts the gun to his head and pulls the trigger.

Piero.... I don't know what happened... but this is a great tragedy! 

I'm sorry there were things so troublesome that made you take your own life. I wish we had more time to get to know each other.

Rest well Piero..... <3

Torak returned back to the HQ that evening after his usual daily jobs, feeling quite optimistic about the future and where his path was going. That all changed when he entered the building. There was a deathly silence and signs of tears on some of the crew's faces. There was even a few of the Neighbors crews here. In fact everyone was here apart...

"Hey whats happened" Torak said quietly and calmly "and where is Piero"

He knew the answer before Tellurium and AurelianoBuendia actually told him, but none the less he needed to hear it from someone's living lips.

Torak had experienced death before, who hadn't in this line of work! but this one seemed to hit harder than normal.

"We had plans..... what now"

A slight tear fell down from his face and he wandered a bit dejectedly over to the bar, poured himself a large Rum

"Piero, I'm gonna miss you mate"

after that Torak just leaned on the bar with a far off look in his eyes and no one heard a word from him for the rest of the night.