His hands were trembling. His tongue was a leaden weight in his mouth. He could not speak. He could only imagine what Adam would do to him.
"Adam please!" Sophia cried out her voice a little louder this time.
Adam took a deep breath. He plunged his knife into Pablo's heart. Pablo's screams stopped instantly. He was finally dead.
Adam pulled his knife from Pablo's chest and wiped the blood on his own shirt. He turned and looked at Johnny.
Johnny burst into tears. "I'm sorry," he sobbed. "I was wrong. I was a fool. I was so ambitious I wanted to be a part of the big families. I attacked you without thinking. Please forgive me."
His voice was a pathetic whimper.
Adam walked over to him and sat down beside him.
Adam looked down at his bloody knife as if admiring his own handiwork. "I forgive you," he said his voice a flat emotionless monotone that was more terrifying than any shout. "But in return I want you to deliver a message to the big families who are targeting me."
