Mafia Men IV - Vincenzo's Temptation
Scott slammed his fist onto the table, "You keep her out of this, you pathetic fucker! You lay a finger on her, and I'll rip you apart, piece by piece."
Mario leaned forward, his voice dropping to a low, menacing whisper. "I assure you, Mancini, she'll enjoy her stay with us. I'll have her screaming for mercy, begging for release, and she'll be nothing more than a broken, trembling mess when I'm through—"
Time froze for me at that moment. My gun was out, and I didn't even remember drawing it. Six deafening cracks echoed through the room as I emptied my weapon into Mario's skull. The sickening splatter of blood and brain matter sprayed across the room.