It was almost impossible to imagine someone so tough, so evil, breaking down.
Lutz found himself at a loss as he attempted to comfort Luciano.
Luciano stared lifelessly in front of him; his lifeless eyes claimed a hold of Lutz's eyes.
It was almost hypnotizing to see his leader fall apart.
Lutz wondered what he was supposed to do as a loyal subordinate.
Luciano let out a wail of such sorrow that Lutz's heart panged in response to it.
He felt himself reach out to take Luciano in to his arms to comfort the usually strong, fearless leader; nothing normally could leave this man in tatters, yet he had crumbled at the news of his loss.
Lutz found himself guiding his leader, his boss, away from the sight of the crime.
He held him that night; Luciano had just been a man that needed comfort that night.
He wasn't Lutz's fearless boss that night; he was just a human man in need of comfort.
Lutz was his lifeline during those first, several hours.
Thankfully, Lutz felt like he owed the other man a favor, and he would never ever think of harming him in his hour of need.
When Luciano woke up, he gave no other indication that last night had happened; he gave no indication of a breakdown.
He was a man on a mission, and that mission was to kill the men that had destroyed his family.
The only people that Luciano cared about were his family; Lutz was just a henchman, and he would always be a henchman.
It didn't matter how Lutz felt about that.
Luciano possessed an air that tended to draw people towards him.
His evilness was attractive, despite how wrong it was; Lutz was drawn to that energy, that evilness, despite himself.
He knew what his position was, and what it would always be.
He couldn't help falling for that man; it was almost impossible to not fall for him.
His dangerousness and his evilness drea Lutz and everyone else that met him to him.
His darkness captivated others, and Lutz had to count himself as one of those that had been captivated by Luciano.
Lutz's eyes took in the furious, bloodthirsty man that had replaced the broken man from the night before.
Luciano smirked as he reached forward to torture the men in front of him, and to let them slowly bleed out.
He longed to make them regret ever being born, and to make them beg for mercy on their pathetic, weak lives.
Luciano wanted them to realize that they had killed the wrong man's family.
Lutz watched has his silent guard, making sure that no one ever caught Luciano in the act of murder.
Luciano did not belong in jail.
Lutz watched the slow murders take place, and he secretly felt that they had got what they had deserved.
He had hated seeing Luciano's breakdown, and he hated anyone that could cause that kind of reaction with in the man that Lutz looked up to and loved.
Luciano held no sign of the breakdown that had occurred the night before.
He was strong and fearless at the moment, and his anger and grief fueled his violence.