"Well well, what a nice little show!" Nina pulled her silenced Glock 9mm from the holster under her jacket, placed the barrel against Red's hand where she was touching the barrel of one of the UZIs, and squeezed the trigger. The silenced pistol let out a loud "PHUT" sound in the enclosed space.<br/><br/>Nina didn't care whether Red got her hand out of the way in time or not, but she needed to show these three bitches that she meant business.<br/><br/>"You three sluts owe me some money!" She announced, rather unnecessarily. "Palo here loaned you fifty thousand dollars three weeks ago. That, Palo my dear, was not a sensible thing to do with the Family's money."<br/><br/>Palo went white,  turning to face her, hands lifting in a gesture of entreaty, "But Signora, I..."<br/><br/>He got no further. The Glock lifted suddenly and there was another PHUT. Blood, brains and bone fragments splattered from the back of Palo's head and he collapsed in a crumpled bleeding heap.<br/><br/>"Now, my dear ladies, you will all three of you lie face up on the bed, with your hands on your heads and your legs spread." She waved the Glock at them, and then growled at one of the muscle men with the UZIs, "Stop grinning and concentrate on your job,<em>segaiolo</em>!<em>Questi tre sono miei</em>..."<br/><br/>As soon as the thee women were where she wanted them, she lifted her skirt, and pulled her panties to one side. Placing the barrel of the Glock against Red's temple, she knelt over the woman's face, while the heavies held their UZIs pointed at the heads of the other two. "You are one fucking mouthy bitch,<em>mia cara</em>, Your mouth needs washing out! You need to learn some respect!" She giggled in a way that was totally out of character. "Open your fucking mouth or I will open the side of your head..."