She gave a big grin and hugged his neck.

"Thank you Daddy!"

"Now go to bed."

Tony entered the Mancini house and knocked on the Don's door.

"Come in," he rasped.

Tony entered.

"Don, I have gone to the speak. The owner insists that they have no affiliations."

He shoke his head. "They are lying."

"I can take care of them, sir. With a little...persuasion. How about I pay a visit with a Chicago typewriter?"

((Lee, I'm waiting for you in Hollywood.))

Tony thought a minute. He remembered the famous Detective, Joe Whalen had gotten onto him. Any suspicious activity and they'd be the first ones Whalen would suspect. Whalen had to be taken care of.

"Never mind, sir."

Tony left the home and walked away.

Tony entered the Mancini home, blood seeping from his bandaged wounds, and collapsed on the ground.

One the Don's bodyguards saw him and grabbed him. Another poked his head into were the Don sit scanning his ledgers.

"Your informant has been wounded."

The Don's brows furrowed, 'get him into the guest bedroom and call Doctor White, he owes me a favor. We should figure out what happened."

"The f-fucking cop..." Tony groaned.

Tony grunted in pain when one of the guards touched him.

The Don got up to stare out the window.

A black Ford screamed up the path to the Don's estate. It drew the attention of a few guards, who hurried toward as it screeched to a halt in front of the Don's office. A masked man climbed halfway out of the back window with a grenade in his hand, and lobbed it through the Don's window.

The Don heard something rattle and he brushed something with his foot. He looked down, the bomb was the last thing he'd ever see.

The grenade exploded. Tony felt the shudder of the room. The windows rattled. The house suddenly felt very quiet then the guards surged toward the Don's office. He was dead.

(Do you want to sing "Danny Boy", Lee?)

Francesca heard the explosion from her room and ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

"PAPA!"

Tony rushed toward her. His arm started aching again. He leaned down to grab Francesca so she would not see what had happened to the Don.

When Tony saw the two walk in his office, he dismissed the guard and invited Thomas to sit.

Thomas took in all of his surrounding, especially as he first entered the building. Before sitting down in the office he memorized the details of the room. Then he looked at Tony and waited to hear what he wanted.

"I like you." Tony said.

Thomas smirked. "And why is that?"

"You keep your word. I've only known you for a few hours and already I can trust you."

"When I'm hired for a job, I do it. It is as simple as that."

"Well, I've got another job. A bigger job."

Thomas nodded. "What kind of job?"

"I want you to bomb a place. The Deluca family mansion."

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