It was supposed to be straightforward. We had our targets, we had a plan and we were all supposed to go in together
But no, no, apparently that would have been too goddamn easy and made too much sense for Carmine. He decided to go after them on his own.
He set the building they were staying in on fire with all of them still alive inside. When they fled, they scattered. He was only able to kill two- TWO out of the NINE targets. He apparently shot one of them, and had to take the other elsewhere to finish her off as the whole damn neighbourhood was alerted by the screaming and burning. All he had to say for himself was it was more fun this way, as he could pick them off one by one- especially since it brought some excitement to this dull little province so I was CLEARLY just overreacting. He continued to dig his own grave by teasing me; saying that since I was being so open about everything to everyone on the blog, he figured that subtlety wasn't that important.
He looked so surprised when I hit him. I told him that he was lucky that he didn't get himself killed; that this was not how we do things here; that while he is under my command he would follow my lead in carrying out Ritter’s orders. His face twisted in rage for a moment before reverting to his original calm state. He agreed, apologized, promised to clean up his mess and then left.