"I'm sorry, Fons."
"Marty, it ain't your fault. Stop saying that."
"I know it's not my fault, but i...i seriously felt like I could've stopped it."
He turned to me.
"You seriously think you could've eh?"
"Well...I-"
"You couldn't of fucking stopped it! That shit you hear in the movies? That shit is fake. You fucking know it. You know why? Because no one can stop fate. It's what happens! Sure, it's not suppose to happen, but there's some fucked up people. Especially me."
I stared. Blankly.
"....I understand."
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Marty 2
ActionIt's November of 1953. 2 years since Marty Santorelli had cheated death and formed The Fratelli Family with Alfonso Fratelli. After squashing The Yakuza Branch in Devlin, it went quiet. At least for a while. After The Fratelli Family is struck with...
