"Keep on pretending, Leo," Lionel scoffed. "You are a pimp! You are a r*pist! You are enabling and protecting a r8pist! At least he can't get it up anymore!"
Lionel walked to the door and opened it.
"Goodbye, Leo… It was good knowing you," he banged the door close and walked out.
"F*cking drama queen!" Leander scoffed and sat on the couch running his fingers through his hair.
Lionel glared at Steve who was standing by the doorway, blocking it. "Wasn't Russo your cousin? Do you know why he died after the Abenney fire?" Lionel asked.
Steve turned his face away clearly showing his intent on not answering him.
"I hope the money's good. I wouldn't have been able to digest the blood money from my cousin's killer!"
Lionel stormed off.
