“We’re finished!” Samuel Del Brocco shouted. The words crashed off the walls of the $2 million mansion, careened across the 500-square-foot swimming pool, and spilled into the quiet Washington, D.C. suburb. “Get your shit and get out!”

Justin DeVinney said nothing. He just seethed with rage.

They were an odd couple. Del Brocco was a 60-year-old diabetic with color-treated hair. Recent weight-loss surgery had left skin drooping off him like a hound dog. DeVinney, on the other hand, was a Calvin Klein ad come to life — tall and handsome and muscular. The only hint that he had cracked 30 were the crow’s-feet around his pale blue eyes.

They were uncle and nephew, neighbors assumed. Mentor and protégé, co-workers thought. But then there were the rumors: They were lovers.

Whatever their relationship, it was suddenly over. After Del Brocco’s tirade, DeVinney climbed into his Escalade and drove away. Del Brocco told friends that DeVinney had been ungrateful and swore he would cut the younger man out of both his company and his $6 million will.

He never had a chance. Just days after the fight, Del Brocco was found stabbed to death inside his Pompano Beach townhouse.

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