Tears drop before an open casket. An Italian woman grips her late husband's hand with all of her being. Her 10-year-old son embraces her tightly while looking at his father. Bianca and her men are in attendance to pay respects to Tomasso and the men who fell that day. Her black dress and stockings cover everything to be appropriate for the occasion.

She hopes her plan with Miguel will work. Before they entered the funeral home, she had her men give up their phones to "be respectful to Tomasso's family. The phones will be returned afterwards."

They put their phones in a basket without hesitation from her order. She places the basket under a table. Miguel hunches his shoulders over to play off the punishment she gave him. The men almost shake that the professional killer couldn't escape her punishment.

While the service goes underway, Miguel places his phone next to Alejandro's. He utilizes a program that allows him to "copy" the phone's messages and calls for anything out of the ordinary. The phone reflects a notification that the cloning is complete.

He goes through his own phone to check through it. No unusual messages that he sees. Just plans to meet his son for a baseball game. Nothing unusual with the contact list.....until he checks the call log.

Several calls from a phone number he doesn't recognize. He looks up the number which connects to a five-star Chinese restaurant named the Lazy Panda.....that belongs to Xianmao. 

He thinks of pulling his gun and killing Alejandro in a secluded place, but he needs more proof. Killing the wrong person would lead the real rat to take out Orchidea. And who knows how many of them are involved.  

He saves the number to his phone to contact later. He clones Richie's phone to find nothing. No unusual calls nor messages. However.....

Richie might have a burner phone. Same with the others, but let me check.....

The only suspicious phone was Alejandro's. At least he knows where to look next when Bianca is safe at home.

He returns to the room while monitoring over the men. Once he gets proof, he will make the nightmare of El Segador a reality for those responsible. He checks on Bianca from a distance. Despite no tears coming down her face, her emerald eyes express sympathy for Tomasso's wife.

Just like she did to him, he also researched her. Losing her ex in front of her eyes must have changed everything for her. They said Orchidea was born that same day.

Part of him wants to hold her hand to give her strength to last through the settling memories. But he glues his feet to where he is standing. He must keep things professional until she's safe. Once she is, he plans to leave elsewhere for a new life.

His heart thuds loudly to argue against that idea. He walks away from the idea of staying with the Petali Organization when it's all taken care of. Her survival rate would lower if he continued to stay.

"It's okay."

Her voice turns him around. She's embracing the widow while rubbing her back.

The widow latches onto her to make sure she doesn't fall. After some time, she wipes her tears with a handkerchief and hands her an envelope.

"The expenses are already taken care of. This is for you and your son. No strings attached."

"I-I can't."

"Tomasso would have wanted this."

The widow's hand trembles before taking it from her.

"Signora?"

She turns her head down to the young boy.

"May I join you when I grow up?"

"Son, no!"

"She's right."

The boy is stunned. "But I can-"

Bianca crouches down to his eye level. "I will not let you go down your father's footsteps. Listen to your mother and make her proud. She needs for you to stay out of trouble. Promise me while crossing your heart."

The boy makes a cross-like motion over his heart. "I promise."

She flashes a small grin while standing up. "Good. Would you like some food?"

The widow shakes her head. "I'm sorry, Signora. I'm not in the mood to eat. I do have a question.....How did you regain strength after what happened to your late husband?"

Her soften emeralds turn dark. "When I saw what they did to him, it didn't take long for the gun to travel to my hand. Zero regrets....and I would do it all over again."

Chills run down the spines of the mother and son.

Her eyes soften with the flip of a switch. "If you need anything else, let me know. I will have my men drop off some food for you and your son."

".......Grazie."

As Bianca turns away, her eyes meet Miguel's. Unwavering sympathy without judgment. However, she could have sworn his dark chocolate eyes sparkled from showing her compassion. Her eyes turn cold to resume her role as leader.

She and her men leave the funeral home to return to her place. Miguel rides in a separate car while keeping his hands ready to pull out his pistols.

Nothing happens until they get to the gate of her home. Xianmao taps her cane repeatedly for the long wait while Jian stands beside her with a bag in hand. Several Triad members are hanging by her limo.

Luis stops the vehicle out of shooting range. Miguel and her men cautiously exit their vehicles while brandishing their guns.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

Bianca sighs from the call on her phone as she exits. "Xianmao, what is the meaning of this?"

"A sign of good faith. Although we couldn't find our traitor, we did recuperate some of the money. We will continue to search for them."

Bianca nears them with El Segador following behind her. Her cane wobbles from the masked killer's gliding walk as if he wasn't human. Jian swallows the lump in his throat from being this close to the legend himself.

Orchidea's freezing emeralds only adds to the atmosphere. "I appreciate this....Jian."

The young man's jaw almost drops. "You're...welcome, Signora."

"You have a good man on your side," Bianca compliments.

"You do as well. Although, he would have gotten all the money and the job done."

Jian forces himself not to react.

"You should still appreciate your grandson's efforts to correct your mistake."

The nostrils of The Triad's elder leader flares before tapping her cane. "At least I didn't raise mistakes. Your daughter-"

Smack!

Bianca's slap knocks her to the ground. Jian attends to her while their men pulled out their guns.

"Don't fire!" Xianmao shouts while pushing Jian away from her. She stands up by herself in front of a heaving Orchidea.

Miguel's brown pistol cocks in front of the eldest Triad leader. Those abysmal eyes stun her in place. A complete monster she had never witnessed before.

Jian brings out his handgun to point at El Segador. His hand trembles as those same eyes didn't care about dying. If he wanted to, he could haunt them from the grave.

Bianca brings the gun down while keeping her eyes on Xianmao.

Her heavy breaths can almost melt a sheet of ice. "The next insult about my child will send you into an early grave. Leave before I sic El Segador on you."

Her emeralds glare at them as they walk away from the entrance. Guns are trained on their men until they leave out of sight.

In her limo, Xianmao spits out a tooth. While she curses her existence and Jian's incompetence, he thinks about what the rat is planning to do next. 

After getting inside, Bianca checks the house cameras from her room. They never got inside to her relief.

Soft knocking. "Signora?"

She waves Miguel inside who closes the door. He informs her of what he found and his next move.

"Is that okay?" he asks.

"El Segador, you can do what you wish."

"Still, your permission matters to me."

Her emeralds stare at him. Is he submissive because I'm his boss or....She clears her throat. "You can't go alone. I will contact an undercover cop to go with you. Also, wear this on your tie," she tosses the microdot camera to him.

"As you wish. Also, I'm sorry about what she said about your daughter. That was uncalled for."

She kills the smile that was going to form from his comforting words. "Get ready."

He leaves her room. "Oh, thanks for the flowers," before closing the door behind him.

She wanted him to stay to see the appreciative smile on her face. She smacks her cheeks as she gets serious for her phone call. 

Be safe, Miguel.