Kill Bill

Callahan

"He'll be pissed but I don't care. I want men riding with my uncle and Portia. How many are on property?"

"Thirteen, sir. I'm seeing if I can get some on the roof without raising eyebrows," Dante says. “Don't worry, we've got it covered. If it becomes more than a threat, well take care of it."

"And get her out. Understand?"

“Yes, sir.”

I disconnect the call and dial my uncle. I'm on my way to the event location but am later than I hoped. I had two things to do when I left Portia after lunch. First, pick up the rings. Wedding bands. Simple.

That's what I should have stuck to, at least.

But for some fucking reason and by some stupidity, I'd brought my mother's engagement ring with me and had it resized for her.

I touch my pocket now, feel the velvet box and I'm not sure what the fuck is wrong with me when it comes to this woman. Why the fuck am I giving her this particular engagement ring when what she'll want to do is use the stones to carve out my eyes as soon as she hears wh