Scáth Powers

That b***h thinks she's smarter than me. I could feel something awry, but didn't think to really investigate until Gina came to me with her news of treason. Escape? And with an Italian idiot no less. Despicable, wrong, they've got to be kidding me. Who do they think they are? This is my farm and everything on it belongs to me. Death to the deceivers. Now I notice how happy she's been. Singing. Dancing. Like she's some gypsy tinker without a care or decency in the world. What is this, what have I let happen? I come in one night, while she's mid-song.

'For Christ's sake, what is that?'

'Why it's 'My Blue Heaven' of course,' she replies.

Just Molly and me

and baby makes three

We're happy in my blue heaven

You'll see a smiling---

I cut her off mid-sentence. It's awful.

'To hell it is!' It not my aim but just simply can't help myself after seeing her so happy from that stupid box. So I grab it from the counter; she instantly cowers in the corner as I hold it over her head.

'Please don't!' is all she says.

I take the damned thing and throw it as hard as I can against the pantry door. The pieces shower down like confetti and litter the floor, then I stomp them into oblivion.

'What're you doing!?' she yells. She has never once raised her voice to me and I don't like it one bit. Is this what he's teaching her, to stand up for herself?

'What did you just say?' I stare her down and walk her back into the corner.

'It's just... it's just...' she sobs and sobs.

'It's just what !?' I scream in her face.

'It's just my life, all I have. Please don't take my music away!'

I cruelly smile, because that's exactly what I did.

'I'm your life. I'm your life and all you have you little b***h. And don't you forget it!'

I know of the treachery now; Bill Bailey wanted to take my niece, my slave away. Not going to happen. But how to rid myself of him, without killing her and keeping my deal with Sam...? Such a a dilemma. Gina suggests I kill Bailey and tell Sam he got caught up in a speakeasy brawl. Definitely would put the heat off me and keep our deal going. Somehow, though, it didn't feel right. Plus, what about the girl? She would cause a scene at that. Maybe I should just kill them both together, a Romeo and Juliet ending... after-all they both deserve it after trying to make a fool of me. But I shall decide when the time comes, wait for a good plan to come and not to commit to anything as of yet. That's what a proper business man does, right? Waits for the most appropriate opportunity and doesn't rush into anything, right?