Assassin's Vow

As I walked down the aisle,

I feared the inevitable.

It had waited on the horizon, but now it was before me.

This wedding did not begin a new life for me,

but rather, ended the only one I'd known.

My father, Jimmy Bombay, chose this fate for me.

I was to wed Dante Calivari, the son of a Cartel drug lord

and diamond runner from Russia.

I had tried everything I could think of

to avoid this moment.

But what I've learned in life

is that when you are stripped of all that you have,

you either fold your cards, or leave your mark,

and this was mine.

Father, I have sinned.

Forgive me. It's been too long since my last confession.

You seem troubled. What's wrong?

Well, I have done something unforgivable.

God will forgive you, if your heart is truly repentant.

So, don't worry.

You can talk to me. I'm not here to judge you, dear.

I'm just here to listen and to counsel.

I have sinned against my family.

Last week, I was a bride.

And this week, you're a wife.

I have sinned against my husband.

How have you sinned?

I have sinned in a most unforgivable way.

Were you unfaithful?

Father, it's not that I was unfaithful

to my husband.

It's that I killed him.

Dante Calivari.

Dante successfully worked the Miami drug scene

when my father met him.

Dante worked alongside his girlfriend, Angela,

who set up customers for him.

Lou Bishop, his trusted bodyguard,

also worked the Miami streets with him.

Sit.

For Dante, it was a dream.

He was living the high-life.

Dante and his drug-dealing Barbie doll had quite the scheme.

Angela would set up the coke deals around town

and Dante worked distribution,

using the direct supply line from his family overseas.

Dante, take a seat. I must talk to you.

How've you been?

Very good.

I see you have brought Lou Bishop as well with.

I want you to understand something.

I think your father has been most unreasonable

with his prices with me.

It is my goal to distribute product through Miami

and all of Florida, but these prices,

Dante, they are unacceptable.

You must talk to your father. They can not continue.

Immediately, my father knew the potential

of Dante's small operation.

Things quickly grew for him

and my father became more heavily involved.

No matter how hot things got with the police,

nothing would stop Dante.

He just became more cocky and brazen,

brokering daylight drug deals out in the open.

The police took notice.

But nothing stopped Dante.

He just kept dealing.

To him, this was a way of life, and he was loving life.

No matter what the police did,

Dante was always one step ahead.

He couldn't be touched.

Things were going perfectly for him.

At least, that's what he thought, at the time.

Life was smooth sailing for Dante

and his little drug-dealing scheme,

except he had one small problem.

There was a cop, hot,

hot on his trail.

And that cop was Angela's partner.

Yep.

Little Angela was a cop, and they were closing in on Dante.

Dante was betrayed,

and it wasn't long before it was lights-out...

For Officer Angela.

Dante's father was outraged at his sons indiscretions.

Dante had destroyed their entire plan for a US operation,

and his visa was about to expire.

A visa? Is that why you were gonna get married?

Mm-hm. Exactly.

This immigration problem left the door wide-open

for my father to move in.

Immediately, he began supplying Dante with weapons,

man-power and money,

to ensure the success of his master plan.

By selling me to the Calivaris,

my father would guarantee his place in the Cartel.

What kind of man is gonna sell his daughter to a cartel?

And you're telling me there was nothing you could have done?

You couldn't have walked away?

There wasn't someone you could have gone to?

What about your mother? Where was she?

Couldn't she have helped you with some of this?

Mom died several years ago.

I'm sorry.

It was only me and Dad after that.

So there was nothing you could have done? Nothing?

It's not like I didn't try.

To my fiance, who I love, and who loves me.

Oh, too bad she ain't here.

So when is this going to happen?

It's going down tomorrow.

You are going to move it all?

But the wedding is at the end of the week.

I would never let this interfere with the wedding.

This will only take a day or so.

We'll take it down to Salerno River

and out to the Hutchison Bay.

Why isn't my fiance dining with us tonight?

She's ill. Lying up in her room.

Well, then I guess I must go and see her.

Because, when I go, I want everything set up right.

You won't lose me, but this is the only way to get me.

Babe, listen, I gotta go.

It would've been nice of you

to have joined us this evening.

I was sick.

It was rude.

Get dressed.

I don't want to.

Get dressed.

No.

Get on your fucking feet and get dressed!

You will obey me.

Does it make you feel hard?

To beat up on a girl.

Do you like how it feels?

Does it make you feel strong?

I am so, so sorry that happened to you.

But rest assured, God will wreak his vengeance

on those who attack his children.

Was this the first time that your fiance

displayed this kind of violence?

No. It wasn't the first time.

But it was the last.

I had a plan to escape, but I needed the help of Rick.

Poor Rick.

Rick? Who's Rick?

Rick was the man I loved.

And he died.

Because of me.

What's your bet?

What?

You know, we're all one of three people.

You're either who your friends think you are,

who you think you are, or who you really are.

It all came down to one thing.

Stack 'em up, push 'em in, roll the dice.

Bourbon?

So what's your one thing? What is it that drives you?

What do you want?

I met this girl with a problem.

- What kind of problem? - A marriage problem.

Well you're not married, so it's not your problem.

Exactly.

- So what does she want? - Out.

And what's the deal?

Simple plan. She needs out.

The score is easily mid to upper-level seven digits.

A move out?

So, why me?

I need someone who's been in the game.

I've been in the game, and I've been in the can.

Now, I'm out. I risk my neck for no one.

Look.

If the girl was worth it, then she is the score.

So, who is it? Who are these people?

Do you remember Nick Carson or John Knight?

Excuse me?

Do you know who Jimmy Bombay is?

You should know better than this!

What're you telling me this for?

This, this girl.

I don't wanna know about it!

- Jack! - I don't wanna hear it!

- I don't wanna know about it! - Jack, you don't understand.

I don't wanna hear it!

I don't wanna fuckin' know about it!

Lock up before you leave!

I don't give a fuck, man!

The years in prison changed Ace.

He knew he couldn't go back to his old life on the outside.

Once he was released, Ace moved back to Miami

and started managing Club Reno,

where he made it a point to avoid his old life of crime

and Jimmy Bombay, the kingpin and mastermind

of the crime underworld in South Florida.

As Ace left Club Reno that night,

his anger grew at the very thought of Jimmy Bombay.

No matter how much time had gone by,