KILLIAN
My fleet of blackout SUVs rolls to a stop outside the home of Deago Donateli, the scum who ordered the raid on my warehouse. He's the head of a small mafia family trying to climb the ranks–and burning bridges in the process–but after tonight, the Donatelli family will be nothing but ruins.
Under the cover of darkness, my men are barely visible as they pour from the SUVs and surround the Donatelli estate.
I've brought overwhelming numbers, and while I certainly don't need it to be successful tonight, it also acts as a warning to anybody else who wishes to stand against the DeLorenzo family.
I've spent the day calling the wives and families of those who were slain in the raid last night to help organize funeral arrangements, and with every grieving wife I spoke to, I vowed that come nightfall, I would get the justice they deserve.
