Chapter 19

Within days he had his mask.

When he unwrapped it, he was as pleased as punch, but the first time he used it, it was destroyed, so he had to re-order. Sure, it was a problem, but it was definitely worth it. He couldn’t have picked a better son of a bitch to hide behind than the stupid jerk who thought everything was a joke.

Well this time, the joke was on him.

Now, lifting the new mask, he felt a surge of excitement as he brought it down over his head. It was dark, crude, and unrecognizable until he put it on and looked at himself in the small mirror he had with him. Even though the mirror was small, he could see enough to know the mask bore an uncanny resemblance to Vinnie Torrio.

From there he moved slowly as he crossed the street and entered another alleyway. As he crept in, a garish red light over an almost invisible door cast a red, blood-like reflection along the dark alleyway.

And there he waited.

Finally, she came out.

Beautiful, she was.