Looking for the Weak Link

[Alex]

Giordano felt the spiral go deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole, he smiled with glee, the man fell, and he fell fast, his demons, whatever they were, were taking him farther into his grasp. Almost.

Giordano continued to ply Lucas with emotions and sad stories, he was non-committal, nods and the vaguest of something here and there. Nothing that said he was listening, but Giordano was more than pleased with his work.

It took a lot longer to get the tattoo this way, but Giordano was in pure heaven, the manipulation was something he missed while trying to keep his family safe from the Atharim. He tried not to let his anger seethe, the depression and the sadness had to flow.

When the last inking was done Giordano looked up at his masterpiece and smiled. "You look like you could use a drink. I know this great little bar just a hop skip and a jump from here. Care to join me?"