"It's done." Al said over the phone as Angelo loaded their bags into a cab they had hailed.
"I still don't understand how effectively you can deal with torture and disposing the evidence." Angelo groaned as they checked and made sure they had everything. "Weren't you the son of you know who? Shouldn't you be used to just ordering people around?"
Al chuckled and shook his head.
It amused him how people thought he couldn't get his hands dirty and do the job.
"My father always believed that the leaders should be able to do even the dirtiest and smallest jobs." Al explained as he thought of his father.
Al couldn't help but feel guilty about what he had done.
He knew that his father was probably using every resource in his power to get to the bottom of Al's death.
Raymond Lawrence was probably not allowing himself to properly grieve his son's death until he got revenge.