THE MAFIA'S CHRONICLES: the Dead wife's revenge.
“You see, I want to end this real quick, but... but still, I want someone to tell the story of how the great Don Lorenzo begged for his life.”
“So who is it gonna be?” Dante shrieked, spinning around as his gaze swept across the four of them—Don Lorenzo, Aria, Teresa, and the wounded Leo who was still seated. “I need just two to live and tell the tale. So who is gonna die and who is gonna tell the tales?”
“Take me. Let my children live,” Teresa said, her voice surprisingly steady. She lifted her head slowly and locked eyes with Dante.
“No—no… no way. Kill me and set the three of them free, please!” Don Lorenzo pleaded and crawled closer to him.