Rio's point of view has been roaming in my head after that bombshell moment last week. This is Rio explaining himself to you and what was going on in that head of his. (I don't own these wonderful characters. They are the property of NBC and Good Girls)
He wanted blood, so I gave him blood. I've been putting it off for so long. All he knows is that it's a suburban woman I've been doing business with. He knows she betrayed me, shot me, left me to bleed to death, and now has been paying off the debt she owes.
But her servitude isn't enough for him. He wants blood for what she did. Blood for crippling his business. I kept Elizabeth off his radar. He has no idea the identity of the woman. He just knows she's not from our world.
He told me after the missed payment, I needed to take care of her. No stalling, and no exceptions. I kept going over in my mind if I could really do it. I know she's caused a lot of shit for me. She had me arrested. She used me like a whore, then kicked me out. She shot me. And I'm still skeptical about this miscarriage, but a big part of me can't shake feeling something for her. She's like a rash you can't get rid of. She's officially under my skin.
I thought to myself, "Well if I can't kill her, I'll just kill the sister. She's annoying as hell anyway". But then I thought, "That's her sister. That's her blood. She would never forgive me for that". And for some reason, her forgiveness is important to me. Hell if I know why though. She's never apologized for a damn thing she's done to me.
But let me not get off track. So, the sister was a no.
Then, well I thought, "It has to be the best friend. She's always side eyeing me anyway. I'll just eliminate her". But I got to thinking about me and Mick. We've been tight for years, way back when we we're teens hustling in the streets. I'm closer to him than I am to some of my own family. Family ain't always the people you're born into, it's the people you chose to be around. If someone hurt Mick, I'd burn the whole world down. Killing her best friend could be even worse.
Still, something had to be done. I couldn't keep putting it off or my ass would've been in trouble. I could've grabbed a prostitute from the streets, killed her and tried to pass the killing off as the suburban woman I was working with, but ultimately it wouldn't work. The community wouldn't mourn a prostitute. This had to be legit. A legit loss of a suburban woman. A woman no one would imagine to go missing. So when I went into the shop and found out this Lucy chick was the artist behind the money, I knew what needed to be done. After I told Mick about her, I said we had to take her out. The boss wants blood, and he'll have it. Just not the blood he really wants, but he won't know that.
The headline read in the paper, "Local craft store manager goes missing"
I'll let him know this is the woman who designed the money, got scared and betrayed me. I'll tell him where I buried her and he'll be satisfied.
Elizabeth doesn't understand the things I've done to protect her. I've tried to keep her, her sister and friend safe. Only a very selective few from my crew actually know who she is and where she lives. And they know what would happen to them if they let that information out. I don't like to be that guy, but I will be when necessary.
Elizabeth likes to live in this fairytale land of gang life, where a hair toss, a pretty smile, and talking a good game can get you out of anything. Well, it don't work that way. It works on me because I let it. And I can choose to stop letting it when I get my head out of my ass.
She just doesn't get it. But maybe after last night she'll wake up and know this shit is real, with real consequences. You can't bleed a man's business dry and not expect payback. That blood you shed must be paid in blood. In this world we live in, it's the law.