ACE OF HEARTS
I stuck the knife into her chest and cut hard until I removed her heart, which had stopped beating.
I hold it in my hands and walk towards Emilio, who cries like a kid and doesn't dare look at his mother's dead body.
My men extend their hands, and I place the heart in them, making Emilio cry harder and try to move away. But my men don't let him go.
"I lied to you," I say, "the one who would leave here in a bag would be your mother." Emilio sobs again.
"Now, what will I do with you?"