He was good to me in the beginning, like they all were.... But every promise, every word whispered, is a lie to control and manipulate until nothing is left but the shell of a woman who used to be. Men like Domenico live on the bodies of the weak. I have survived monsters like him my whole life. The only way to take them down is to play by their rules.
Eye for an eye. Tooth for a tooth. I won't stop until I have my pound of flesh. If the syndicate owns it, runs it, or frequents it, it's fair game. Domenico's day of reckoning is here. The king must fall. Viene La Llorona.