“I don’t know how to process any of this. It’s too much. I can’t…” "That's understandable. It's not every day you learn that your ex-boyfriend was being blackmailed by a leader of the mob and that your well-being was being hung over his head like an axe preparing to strike. If it hadn't been for you, I've got a feeling Hendrix would have told those commie bastards where to shove it." She exhaled. "He didn't though, and luckily he's still alive to tell the tale.”
