<div style="text-align: center">《 Armando》<br/>
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</div>It was worse than Armando had thought. Ray Jr. had acted of his own volition. Alvaro had no reason to lie about any of that and he didn't doubt that the young man had asked for the hired killer to be present. At the very least, it wasn't Hale who had sent Alvaro upon realizing his son had made a plan of his own. Ray had placed Alvaro as insurance and the tattooed man seemed to relish the idea of informing Armando he'd had him between his crosshairs.<br/><br/>"He<i>killed</i>innocent people," Armando stressed. "He did not think to gather information. He simply slit their throats in the night, and gunned them down. I could understand how you might rationalize it, but for the average person, such acts are concerning. He seemed<i>pleased </i>with himself." Of course Armando had acted. He'd been both horrified and angry. Ray had made a grave mistake and Armando hoped there was a way to come back from it.<br/><br/>"He has a father already. I'm not sure what he needs now besides that, but it isn't this. Maybe a period of repentance and a break from direct involvement with the community. I stand behind my words. Goodnight, Alvaro." He'd said what he felt needed saying, and the rest would need to be taken up with Ray Jr directly. He didn't think taking it up with Hale would do much good. The man would blow it off as he had other issues of the past. His children could do no wrong, after all. He let himself out to reconnect with his sister to get the reports written. He'd include the part where he had struck Ray, not because he worried about Alvaro using it against him, but simply because he was an honest man who could admit to his mistakes. Of which he'd made many. Most, he wasn't proud of, but he was prepared to take the full brunt of blame over the other men.<br/><br/>Marcia had paused during the retelling, frowning as she picked her pen off the paper.<br/><br/>"<i>Violência gera violência, Armando.</i>." She sounded disappointed.<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">Violence begets violence.</div>
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</div><br/>"I know," he said with a nod. "Keep going before I am too tired to remember everything."