[ He isn't stupid enough to admit to the killing, but this wording should allow for an answer without the implication. ]
But it wasn't committed randomly. Strangulation is a slower death, but a piano wire is unlikely to break so it would be faster than using your hands. It was done from behind so the attacker didn't feel that the victim needed to see him. Since it's a close quarter attack, they probably did talk to the victim while they died, but some kill for pleasure, some for business.
[ The man deserved to die, but it was nothing personal. Another day at the office. ]
Since that should be enough, the turn is mine: killing through your company isn't going to satisfy the urges that you displayed before going to America. How long before you strike out again?
[ He smiles as he reads the account, clearly Vincenzo's own despite the careful wording. True mafia style. He's the real deal.
And he feels seen, almost transparent: Vincenzo knows him because he is, on some level, the same. I'm a scumbag like you, he had said, correctly. There are urges. ]
I don't know. I've gotten better at handling it. Maybe you'll be my first.
I wonder if you're actually brave enough to try. You felt more comfortable coming around before your cover was blown, but since we found out the truth, you haven't tried to attack me yourself. Did you realize your size doesn't give you the advantage against me?
She'll come around. And I answered your question. It's time for you to answer mine. Where are you trying to get? Does she know you're eventually going to leave?
I won't be used as a means to get information about her, but it shouldn't take someone with my experience to tell you that you're delusional. She's not going to return your affections.
She knows I'm leaving once I've finished with you.
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[ He isn't stupid enough to admit to the killing, but this wording should allow for an answer without the implication. ]
But it wasn't committed randomly. Strangulation is a slower death, but a piano wire is unlikely to break so it would be faster than using your hands. It was done from behind so the attacker didn't feel that the victim needed to see him. Since it's a close quarter attack, they probably did talk to the victim while they died, but some kill for pleasure, some for business.
[ The man deserved to die, but it was nothing personal. Another day at the office. ]
Since that should be enough, the turn is mine: killing through your company isn't going to satisfy the urges that you displayed before going to America. How long before you strike out again?
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And he feels seen, almost transparent: Vincenzo knows him because he is, on some level, the same. I'm a scumbag like you, he had said, correctly. There are urges. ]
I don't know. I've gotten better at handling it. Maybe you'll be my first.
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I don't miss you, but I notice how often you threaten me and how rarely you act on it.
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For all the threats you've made you haven't acted on much either, have you? I'm still here. Alive and well. As I intend to continue being.
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My turn for a question. What are your intentions with Hong Chayoung?
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She knows I'm leaving once I've finished with you.