“I am exhausted with your threats already...if you are going to kill me, just shoot me.” James challenged his father, knowing that his fate would be worse if the Krays were to get their hands upon him. He knew he had a better chance at reaching his father then he did to the crazed mobsters that seemed to own every ounce of London-aside from those brave enough to shoot at them.
“I do not want to kill you...but this seems to be the only thing that makes you listen to me...If only I had known that when you were in school…” Ewan tried to make an attempt at a joke-one that did not humor his wife or his son as they looked to him with somber expressions marked in part by anger as well, as the father and son reentered the bedroom through force of Ewan's “There are many things you do not understa
