Regarding taking the official route by cruise?
That's a good idea, but likewise, there are sure to be people from the four families, or even Christopher's people at the dock. Once they see Francisco, he won't survive for twenty-four hours.
He can understand all of this; it's just the pain of losing Alberto that fills him with an impulse to vent.
It's like how people often use words like "Fack" when they feel hurt, but that doesn't mean they really want to hurt someone, especially when the target is of the same sex.
He's almost vented enough now and should calm down.
"What should we do, Uncle Lance?" His voice carries a tone of confusion, unable to see the future.
Lance took a drag on his cigarette, the lit tip brightening the dim room slightly. "I'll bring their bodies back."
"As for Duover, once I've dealt with some of the things at hand, I'll take care of him."
Francisco knows this is the right and only choice, "Thank you, Uncle Lance."
