Chapter Two Hundred And Forty-Nine: You will Have That Surgery.

"Do you regret what you have done?" Igor attacked Vladmir when they were back home. "The news is everywhere and luckily he wasn't caught up in the fire, Vladmir. How will you explain if it gets out that you lost control and killed him?!" He yelled, taking the alcohol away from his hands and threw it at the wall.

Vladmir did nothing to stop him, no, he said nothing because he had nothing to tell him other than for him to get lost. Just like he told him at Christopher's Russo's family house before he pulled the trigger.

He was supposed to feel okay, because practically whenever he kills his enemies he gets real satisfaction from getting his revenge. But right now it was different, he felt empty.

He doesn't feel the same after killing Christopher Russo, the guilt that was still eating him up about his father dying was still there, and it wasn't the old man's fault that he wasn't a good son to his father.