Noir

[rossi]

Smoke drifted up from the gun barrel, cordite mixing with the tang of cigarette smoke lingering in the small hotel room and the thicker, heavier scent of blood. His expression, as he looked down at the crumpled body of his daughter on the floor, was blank and cold.

His men thought he was sending a message, setting an example. Don't fuck with the boss, even if you're family.

They were wrong.


When you break the heart of a murdering bastard, there are consequences. - Kill Bill 2