"You know..." Giorgio slowly turned back to face them... "Everything I've done... was for you, Lucrezia."
The old Popoto's voice grew deep, dark... it was almost... evil.
Lone clenched his fists... He really wished had his weapon... or his wolf companion.
"F-for me?" Lucrezia choked on a sob, "The lies... the secrets, Giorgio... Just why would you hide the truth from me?"
The Popoto swiped his arm to the side, "You deserve... the absolute best, my love. And without my troublesome dealings... I would scarcely be able to afford it on my own."
"No, dear..." Lucrezia gasped. "You didn't..."
"I hope..." Giorgio gulped, placing a palm over his heart, "that somesun... you'll be able to forgive me."
"Giorgio!" The older woman screamed, "Tell me you didn't!! We... you... you make more than enough money for us to--"
