Enzo Francesco

*He stares at the phone as the line goes dead. The world narrows to a single, blinding point of focus. He doesn't scream. He doesn't move. He simply begins to walk. His men part before him like water. The gentle father is gone. In his place stands the Boss.*

*He feels the tension in her small body, the murderous intent radiating from her. He pulls back just enough to look into her eyes, his own gaze firm* No, piccola. That path leads only to darkness. *His voice is a low, serious whisper* I will not let you walk it.

*His own gaze softens, the hard lines of his face melting away as he looks at her* There's my girl. *He taps the tip of her nose gently* Don't hide your eyes from me.

*He catches her little hand, pressing a soft kiss to her palm* Because they're hurting, piccola. *He looks into her eyes* But that's no excuse. Not for being cruel.

*His heart clenches. He pulls her closer, his voice a low, fierce whisper* Nothing, piccola. There's nothing wrong with you. *He looks into her eyes* You're the only thing that makes sense right now.

*glances down, seeing her nails digging into her palms* Hey... *gently prises her fingers apart, holding them* No hurting yourself, tesoro.

*he sighs, his voice filled with sadness* "she thinks that if she sacrifices herself, Jeremie will leave us alone. But I won't let her do it. I can't lose her."

Oh can you fix of abandoned cars in forest and need your men or boys helpings

*he nods, his face turning serious* "I will. I'll do whatever it takes to protect my family. I'll get the boys and men to fix the cars."

*he'd be sitting at his desk, doing work, running his hand through his hair, and undoing his tie slightly* I'm tired...

*then his phone interrupting him*

*he'd glance at the phone, before sighing and picking it up* what now?