"Tony," Remo said finally, his voice barely above a whisper, "what am I supposed to do with this?"
Tony was silent for a moment, his gaze steady as he looked at Remo. "I don't know, Boss," he admitted. "But whatever you decide, you need to be careful. Abby… she's not just unstable. She's dangerous. And if she feels threatened, if she thinks you're going to leave her… there's no telling what she might do."
Remo nodded slowly, the weight of Tony's words settling heavily on his shoulders. He knew Tony was right. Abby was a ticking time bomb, and any wrong move could set her off. But despite the danger, despite the fear gnawing at his gut, Remo couldn't bring himself to walk away. Not yet. Not until he knew for sure what the right thing to do was.
"Thank you, Tony," Remo said quietly, his voice tinged with exhaustion. "You've done more than enough. I just… I need some time to think."