Vanessa laughed humorlessly as he backed off once again and she stood up.  She recognized him from somewhere.  Recognized his style, recognized his voice.  But she was done with these games.  â€œWow.  Sin, eh? You a religious man? For someone that has that kind of philosophy about assassinating people, you sure are working for the wrong people.  Ricky sent you, didnâ€™t he?  Because of his boy, Jack.  If there was ever a bastard that deserved to dieâ€¦it was him.  So you want to know if I did it, damn straight I did it.  I did it and I ran.  Been all over the states.  Ricky, he only sent 5, not countinâ€™ you.  I know for fact 3 of â€˜em are dead.  The other two, one day they just werenâ€™t there anymore.  So now Iâ€™m back in NYC, waitinâ€™ for him to find me.  I killed his son, and the prick wonâ€™t even come find me himself. â€œ