Antoni P.O.V
For a moment, Antoni can’t hear anything.
The wind is still blowing around him, its cold teeth nipping at his ears and nose. Cars still drive by on the busy street, filling the space with the rumble of engines and squealing of breaks. People walk past too – some holding hands and some by themselves – but all bundled up against the winter day, heads bobbing and lips chattering.
He takes a swing of his cigarette. The smoke doesn’t register, neither in his mouth nor the air around him.
Richard is silent on the line, waiting for Antoni to speak. But what can he say? Marcello knows now that he and Victoria are together romantically. That puts a brighter target on both their backs. Instead of just aiming for Victoria, he’ll be aiming for him too.
Put a bullet in Victoria’s head. The Russo will take charge in this war, and the Amato’s will 100% fight alongside.