#Chapter 149 – Control

“And I’m still giving everything to the Bianci,” Kent sighs, completely unaware of how jealous I am at the mere mention of his wife. “Twenty years – twenty years of building everything. And I swear to god – I’m almost out. I’ve almost paid my tab, I can feel it. Just…a little bit more, and then I’ll be free.” “So, this is the end of it?” I ask after a moment. “The guns? Are the end?” “I don’t know,” he murmurs. “It’s not like there’s a literal tab, Fay. It ends when I can…substantially make the case for breaking off the ties. That it will be more profitable for both of us if I stop meddling with crime and actually go legit. And I’ve been building that case for a long time – I have a lot of investments in tech and real estate, it should all work out. But,” he pauses, turning to me, “the Bianci’s aren’t easily convinced to give up their golden goose, are they?” “No,” I say, nodding slowly, finally putting the final pieces of the puzzle together. “Which is why they’re pushing you so