Reaching for the gun at the small of his back, Gino aimed the barrel at Sully’s head. “This is for Margarita and Nicole,” he swore before emptying the magazine into Sully’s chest.
“I didn’t wantto be right, you know.” Niko admitted as he came to stand beside Gino, his gaze falling to Sully’s bullet-ridden body.
“I didn’t want to believe you.” Gino returned, as Vittorio’s men began picking up bodies. “Well, maybe about Elizabeth. I’m happy as fuck you were right about her.”
Nodding to his right. “Lisa surprised me,” Niko admitted. “Never thought she’d get caught up in something like this.”
Movement to the left had both men raising their weapons, as one of Vittorio’s men held an ice pack to Elizabeth’s face.
“Go on, Gino, take care of your girl. I’ll make sure Sully’s body finds the bottom of the Hudson.”
Lowering his gun and handing it to Niko, “You leave Sully’s body to me. I have for plans for that motherfucking traitor.”