Davos was in the middle of the weekly poker game at his Sottocapo's house when the phone rang.
A Capo regime picked up the phone and turned immediately white.
�It seems a rival family want to take out the gambling racket, they bombed the hall and my whole capo regime is dead� he whispered.
The guys and girls all grabbed their weapons, bound for vengeance, but as soon as they emerged into the bright sunlight, they saw that it was all a trap!
A wagon waiting outside house exploded, the last thing Davos saw was a white light in the end of a tunnel.
In Memory: RIP: Davos