"War…?" Hector asked as he just looked at James, who still had that look in his eyes.
Around them, everyone just stayed silent as they heard it too. Some of the men still screamed on the ground, the blood was still there and it was just the beginning of it.
Hector twitched a little but he wasn't worried, no, he was actually excited. He thought James would play it safe, get to the other house, and stay silent, but his eyes were telling another story.
A mafia war that would be the bloodiest in the country's history. That's what he saw.
He slowly stepped toward James, his eyes now directly on his finger, as he reached for James's hand, to the finger, that the signet ring was there. He pulled his hand to his mouth, and kissed the ring. Then looked up slowly into James's unwavering eyes.
