Chapter 12: The Wedding

I didn't move. I didn't beg. "What exactly," I said, "is your plan here?" His hand shook. Then he turned the blade around and put it against his own throat instead. "You can't just stand there and watch me bleed!" I looked at him for a long, quiet moment. "You're too selfish to do it," I said. And I walked away. The knife hit the flagstones behind me. "THINK ABOUT THIS!" he screamed. "You walk away now and you never get another chance! Marchetti's using you! I'm the best you will ever...