-Are you telling me now that you really sold drugs for the mafia? Marvey asks me with raised eyebrows.
It's not something you'd say to your uncle you're meeting for the first time, but I didn't know what else to do. He must know that I am not guilty of all the crimes I was accused of. Just for one...And besides that...He is a stranger to me. I didn't feel that I was disappointing him if I told him this. I would disappoint Dante. Dante...he's old, he's mature, and he has expectations from the person he cares about. I would destroy all his expectations. I would hurt him. Maybe worse than his ex-wife hurt him.
-Okay... I'll solve it somehow. Something else? He continued, and I swallowed hard.
- Some of the agents here have a tattoo. A scorpion. On the wrist.
He sighs and runs
