Vito circles Sophia like a vulture zoning in on carrion, his beady eyes filled with malicious intent. "You got a big mouth for such a little girl," he sneered. "Maybe I should teach you some seriousness. Am freakin' serious here, no child's play!"
Sophia straightened her spine, jutting out her chin defiantly. "Don't waste your breath with empty threats, old man. The Syndicates have grown more powerful than your fading mind can grasp." She paused, eyes flashing. "Now release my mother before things get unpleasant."
Vito barked out a harsh laugh, the sound grating like shards of glass. "I ain't afraid of no broads in high heels. Your little hen club don't scare me none." He flicked his wrist at his hulking henchman. "Guiseppe, silence this disrespectful wench."
