Where Are You, Valentine?

Loui was honest, nodding his head. "I had no other choice, Pierre. I didn't know what to do."

"You didn't know what to do?" Pierre laughed cynically, unable to even believe it. "You could have told us! You could have said something to Don. I know fucking well that he would have done all he can to save your useless sister. But, of course, you are so fucking selfish. Sacrificing the life of the man who saved you when you were at your lowest must feel good, doesn't it?"

He threw his head back, taking a deep breath. "Where is your fucking sister, huh? Didn't she die in the end? What the fuck did you gain? Nothing. Nothing at all, Loui!" he spat, infuriated.

Loui lowered his head, his gun still aiming at Pierre. Gradually, he began to sob, his tears dropping from his eyes onto the floor.