Just seeing him at his hotel put me at ease. He was not though. Nicolò almost lost his life. He wanted revenge. I asked what happened. "That old bastard kept treating me like a fucking kid!" he snapped. I tilted my head in a bit of confusion. 'We are kids. I have pride in how young we are. We're first generation and some of us even have kids now." He rolled his eyes. "Don't lump me in with them just because you got those fags to finally fuck women like they're supposed to!" I chuckled and pat him on the shoulder. "Maybe this is a sign you should calm down. Hang out at the hotel. Maybe get yourself a girlfriend. I mean, Emilio was the first one of us. You're lagging behind us. I don't want to hear things about what me and the whores do when you're still a virgin." I teased. He went red in the face. "You damn perverts think you have anything on me!? I'm long and stronger than all you pansies any day of the week!" he shouted. "Prove it then, Nicolò." I challenged with a smile on my face. I was glad that it was easy to redirect him from getting right on the frontlines in his district. Having a family was nice.
Killing that lieutenant could be put on the back burner. This did inspire me to get everyone in the crew together. The whores needed weapons training. Influencers did not have to deal with combat usually. When I asked if any of them had handled a gun before, they shook their heads. It was important that they learned. There was a gun range in Askill Town. We decided to make a day of it. Asella and Arminio were the most adept at using guns. Right below them was me. We spent time showing all of the whores how to shoot all sorts of guns. They were just starting out, so they were all terrible at hitting the target. That was okay. We just needed them to practice until they were decent enough to protect themselves. At the end of the day, it was time to buy them their favorite guns and go home. While Nicolò and I were having fun joking around in line, someone shoved Ronan to the ground. The whore was in a argument with 4 residents. One of them had said "It's your guy's fault that the town has gone to shit. Fags come from all over to fuck. The town used to have pride, now we are just a joke!"
Looking up at them, Ronan said "Don't you ever fucking touch me again. This is a fucking gun range. I could have blasted you away!" He was bluffing of course. Not only would he probably miss, the other patrons would likely side against him in any conflict. It was not fair, but that was the way things currently were in Askill Town. The one that yelled at Ronan lunged at him. His companions held him back though. I had seen more than enough. I walked up to them and said "Okay. You guys need to go." I was serious. That was all I needed to say. The one that was still angry had to be dragged out of the front door by his friends. I then offered a hand to Ronan. "Sorry about that." I said genuinely to him. He looked at Bianca the assassin. "I want you to kill him." She just raised an eyebrow at him. He scoffed and said "You heard me. Go." She sighed and left. A couple of minutes later and we heard some gunshots. Bianca had completed her mission. It put her closer to being a made woman. Nicolò ordered her to go kill the lieutenant that ambushed him when she returned. "Finally. Some work!" she said.
