49– Untouchable

“We're not savages,“ Hector King was saying.

Hunter and Marco Bianchi were seated facing Hector King at his grand desk.

“This is not the wild, where a mother eats her young right after giving birth to it. We're civilized people, Hunter.“ He continued.

Hunter frowned at the example King layed out. He wasn't the smartest in the room but he knew somewhere deep inside that no matter how wild the wild was, there was definitely no animal that ate it's own child.

“It isn't even your second month as underboss and you want to kill another of your members?

“When I appointed you, I had no idea you were this...“

Hunter waited.

“Perhaps Hunter should give us his reasons for wanting Angelo gone so bad.“ Marco Bianchi decided to take over.

“We already know his reasons.“ King answered. “He wants respect.“

Hunter felt worthless hearing how King said it: like wanting respect should have been the last thing on Hunter's list of wants. It was clear that all this was a nuisance to King even though