Gianni thought for a moment, sighed, and answered, freedom. Nodding, Sam placed both hands on the counter, leaned forward, and said quietly, guess that's what we are looking for. One way or another, I want those boys. But I want to know why you kill them, what they do to you. Threaten me. Threatened all that I have, threatened all that I am. You know why the white man rules in the south? Gianni didn't answer, just shrugged