Chapter 109. Death on Wedding Day?

Finally, the day we have all waited for is here, and I am more than ready. My heart pounds with a mix of anticipation and grim determination. This isn't just another job; it's a culmination of planning and patience.

It is God’s duty to forgive, and it is our duty to send Alessandra back to Him so He can forgive her. Forgiveness is not a word in our dictionary—it's a concept we can't afford. Every step we take towards her is a step towards putting her in her place.

How can we not be satisfied doing this job, ending her life with a single pull of the trigger? The thought of her thinking she could destroy what puts food on our table and live freely afterward fuels a deep-seated rage. She’s never truly understood the consequences of crossing us.

We have prepared the pistols, and we have prepared our suits. After all, it is a wedding—an elaborate one at that—and we must look the part. Each of us is clad in our finest, but beneath the polished exterior lies the