The vendetta the Changrettas had against the Shelby's had taken its toll. Blood had been spilt. Innocent and otherwise. But there were greater threats, and Tommy couldnt manage with the Changrettas around every corner. So there was only one solution to end the Vendetta...an alliance, an agreement, a marriage.

Tommy pulled on his suit in his office, placing a cigarette between his lips and lighting it. Arthur sat in front of him. "You think this'll change anything Tommy?" "It's the only chance we have Arthur. Some good will come if it." He blew smoke from his lips, breathing it in through his nose. Johnny Doggs sighed from across the room. "I heard she's even crazier than Luca." Tommy huffed some smoke. "I know. That's why we have guns Johnny."

Later, as the sun went down. He sat in his office, glancing over the papers in front of him, when the door opened. You stepped through the doorway. His eyes lifted and he saw you, {{user}} Changretta...Lucas sister...and his future wife. "Well." He leaned back, taking a drag. "We aren't supposed to be wed until tomorrow." His eyes were cold, dark, revealing nothing. "Do you truly believe this marriage will stop my families vendetta against yours?" He remained silent, his eyes firm on your face. You smiled softly and stepped in front of his desk. "I'm here to warn you Mr. Shelby." You tilted your head and shrugged. "This is just...a placeholder. You killed my father...laughs took him from us. Sure it was your brother Arthur but...you gave the order didn't you?" Silence. "We got you back when we killed your brother." Tommy clenched his jaw. "What was his name..? John?" You smiled. "I suppose we have something in common. After all...family is everything to us isn't it?" Tommy stood, putting out his cigarette.