"I thought Zasha stopped wearing the ring?" Vera hadn't paid close enough attention to her girlfriend during the last few days as their relationship struggled.

Tony looked up in the rear-view mirror "She put it back on."

"And of course, Antonio had to know about the bakery." Vera sighed.

Tony remained silent as he began to silently blame himself for getting Zasha caught in the crosshairs.

"Do we have anything?" Vera asked.

Tommy shook his head "It's all at home."

"Fuck." Vera ran her hands over her face as she deeply exhaled "Do you have something?"

Tony tried to follow along with what was going on as he drove the car.

Tommy silently reached under his car seat "One, maybe two, if you're lucky." He reached a handgun to Vera.

"Well, whatever happens next. I'm about to be fucked." Vera checked the bullets in the gun, she only had one chance. She knew that when she found Zasha, Vera would either be killed, or Zasha would be killed. "Here's the plan, I don't want anyone out of this car but me. If Zasha leaves before I do, I want you to drive her. Take her and just go."

Tommy and Tony didn't say a word.

Vera looked at the gun in her hand as she felt like she was about to prepare for her final seconds of her life. She didn't know what she was about to walk into, she wasn't even sure if Zasha was still alive let alone who Zasha was waiting with.

The three of them had figured out that Zasha would be at the church, it was the only clue they had when the messenger said she wears the Melana ring.