You’re not gonna kill that doctor I just saw, are you?" Carmine asked, the heavy dose of morphine in his system clouding his thoughts. "I know you killed that other one, so I was just wondering."
Corrado said nothing, and Carmine wasn’t sure whether that was good or bad.
"I don’t think you should," he said. "He’s just a doctor."
"Carmine?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
Carmine decided then he should probably shut up.

Author: J.M. Darhower