Note:Story narrated by Vinni.
Vinni Davici, young man of 23, never expected he'd ever got involved with the mafia,
but in New York City, it is very hard to not get involved, espiscally when the Devalgos' killed your family except your brother due to your mafioso father's idiotic decisions. Anyway on with the story!
Me and my brother Franky walk down to Main St as I look around the environment and the sky, breathing in the city air, It was a okay day, not great, Me and Franky start this confusing conversation about turnips.
I see my lovely lady Amelia Gofilio, "Hi Vinni!" She says in her sweet voice, "Hi Amelia, hows my girl doing today?" I ask, she says "Oh just fine, how are you?", "Fi-" I begin to say, but Franky tugs on my shirt sleeve, "Hurry up, we need to get to the bar, so we can shoot billiards with the guys", "Okay, fine...Bye Amelia" I say flirtly, "Bye Vinni" She replys, with the same kind of voice. So we begin walking down the street to the bar.
My eyes fall upon a man dressed in a purple suit, and white undershirt, and purple tie, a purple Fendora hat, purple tursors, and black dress shoes, he looks at me out of the corner of his eye, then he nods to a car creeping up slowly, Time seems to slow down as a man dressed in all grey leans out of the car, Thompson Machine gun in hand, aimming for my head, I look on in horror as I hear a shot, I close my eyes, I feel the bullet carress my cheek, and a hear a long gasp from Franky, I open my eyes and spin around to see my brother falling to the ground, a bullet wound right in between his eyes, "NOOOOOO!" I scream, I look to the man wearing the purple and he throws me a revolver. Enraged, I begin firing inside the car, the grey dressed man falls out of the car window dead as the car speeds off, I drop the gun and kneel down to my brother with tears in my eyes, as I see the purple man walk up, I look at him. He says deeply:
"You..Will Get Revenge!"