" cut the half-assed crap. Move!"

He then wrapped his own hands around corteos neck.
Uncle asked a question which Corteo said nothing too, so he put a bit more pressure.

" why'd you go after Nero?! What were you and Fango planning?"

He let go of Corteo after nothing and punched him.
I screamed and ran to corteo.

" (Y/N)!"

Nero said scared.
I held corteo and glared up at uncle behind my sunglasses.

" who the hell are you?"

He lashed out angrily.

" cut it out won't you! How can he answer any of your questions if you're just beating him!"

I felt someone pull me away and I looked up to watch Angelo yank me up.
He turned to bring me out.
I struggled as I watched uncle kick Corteo.
When Angelo pulled me out Nero followed soon after.
After we walked out we went back into the house and into Nero's office.
I sat next to Angelo looking down at my hands remembering corteos face back at the garage.
Nero sat behind the desk and smoked his cigar.

" we have no choice."

I looked towards him silently.

" Corteo must die."

My eyes widened.
I locked eyes with Nero which He seemed upset, probably from how Corteo betrayed him.
Angelo didn't say anything but sat next to me leaning his elbow on his knees.
I heard the door open and barbero walked in and looked down to me and Angelo.

" Nero can I come in?"

"Yeah."

Barbero closed the door and locked eyes with us walking in.
He broke the contact and looked to Nero.

" I've called the Fango family executives to meet with us tomorrow morning."

" got it."

Barbero looked to Nero seriously.

" and about Corteo...."

Barbero turned his eyes to us.

" could you two leave us alone?"

I tensed up mad. What are they planning to do with Corteo!
Corteo wasn't even supposed to be caught up in this. He hated the mafia!
I stood up but the feeling of Angelo gripping my wrist took me by surprise.

" no! Let go! What are you planing!"

After hearing about Nero's idea. I only thought of the worse.
Angelo dragged me out while I glared at barbero.
When we got out Angelo aggressively let go of my hand.
I held it and glared at him.

" are you playing calm or just that heartless?"

I glared at him While he walked out and I followed them.

" fangos dead you know."

I heard Tigre talk to the blonde boy that escorted us to the garage.

" I still can't believe it."

He turned to Angelo then to me as we walked by.

" oh, hey, Avilio and (y/n)."

We stopped and looked at him.
Tigre came up to me while Angelo held my waist pulling me closer to him not liking his sudden appearance next to me.
This made me looked to Angelo.

" this must be hard for you two, right? You guys knew Corteo for a long time."

His eyes moved to mine and I looked down to the floor depressed.
Tigre frowned and held my shoulder.
Angelo tsked and turned to be face to face with Tigre holding me still.
This caused Tigres hand to fall.

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