Jojo ran into the bathroom, gasping for air. He wound up his mechanical heart and drank water straight from the faucet.
“You’re not going to do what I think you’re going to do?” Jojo’s reflection asked him.
“What choice do I have?” Jojo asked.
His reflection sighed and shook his head. “Just tell Pepper the truth. Tell her you don’t want to be with her anymore. You don’t have to kill her.”
“No, you know what she’s like. She’ll go nuts. I’d rather just have her out of the picture.”
“Why? Because it’s easier?”
“Hey, I warned her. She knows she shouldn’t go and threaten me like that.”
“Well, I guess you won’t have to worry about her feelings once you have Jimmy killed. They can die together.”
Jojo looked at his reflection. His mouth dropped open.
“Say that again?” Jojo asked.
“What?” his reflection said. “That they can die together?”
“Yeah,” Jojo said. “What if they died together?”
His reflection was thrown off. “Hey, I’m supposed to be your clown conscience over here, not the guy helping you out with your sordid plans.”
Jojo was liking the thoughts that were racing through his head. “What if I set up the hit at Pepper’s apartment? They’re friends, right? The Juggler Brothers could take them both out at the same time.”
“And you don’t think that will bring suspicion onto you?”
Jojo wasn’t listening to his reflection anymore. “It can happen during Pinky’s bachelor party. Jimmy hates half clowns, so he won’t be there. But Vinnie will. Jimmy won’t have the blue-nosed bastard to protect him.”
His reflection shook his head. “Killing your nephew at the same time as your son-in-law’s bachelor party. How low can you get?”
“It’ll be perfect,” Jojo said. Then he kissed the mirror. “You’re a genius.”
His reflection wiped the kiss away as the clown ran out of the bathroom to make the necessary preparations.