Silence in room was broken by sound of breaking glass after Matteo threw bottle of whiskey at the wall in fit of rage.

"Will someone explain to me how come my fucking wife got a bullet meant for me?!" he yelled in voice laced with venom.

Two days had passed since incident and there wasn't a single member of the clan who hadn't been brought in to look for involved in assassination attempt on Matteo that had injured you. He cast a wild look around the room, no one dared to speak.

"Answer me!"