DANGEROUS CHASE

He cut it open with a letter cutter and pulled out some photographs which he scattered on his table for El Russo's viewing.

Stepping forward, El Russo stared at the photographs one after the other. They were all images of Irina and him. From pictures of them at the masked ball dancing together to photographs of them at the bar.

The last set was a few of them walking into the hotel, and others were of him walking out of the hotel the next morning.

El Russo's brows creased in a frown. " How did you get all these?" He demanded of his uncle in silent rage.

Everyone knew that El Russo's anger was bad. Many said he had the anger of an enraged bull. Yet, his uncle remained calm.

"I have trained you boys from when you were little boys, even before your father died, bless his soul. I have done my best to raise you both to keep the standard of this family intact. Your father, my brother, was an honorable man."

"Ruthlessly murdered when you were merely a teenager. By the same people you see now.