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We entered the sanctuary – but I could hear two voices arguing before we even got there.
“This is intolerable!” an older man raged.
A younger, colder voice replied, “You need to do what I tell you to do, Father, or you’re not going to like the consequences.”
…Father?
As we rounded a corner, I saw what was going on.
A man wearing an expensive suit was arguing with a priest.
The guy in the suit was tall, though not as tall as Massimo. And he was nowhere near as built.
He was handsome… but his face was cruel and arrogant.
I was guessing this was Aurelio, Massimo’s cousin – and the asshole behind everything that had happened over the last three weeks.
All around him were other mafia thugs in black suits.
The priest was middle-aged. He wore glasses, and his face was red with indignation.
Five nuns cowered in a group 15 feet away.
“You can’t just shut off the island to incoming traffic!” the priest raged.
“It’s a cemetery, not a tourist attraction,” Aurelio said in a bored voice. “Call whoever you need to – just make sure the water buses don’t stop here.”
“And give them what reason?!”
“Tell them everybody has Covid. Tell them there’s a fucking cholera outbreak. I don’t give a shit – just keep all traffic away from the island.”
“Why?!”
I could tell Aurelio was losing patience. “Because I told you to, that’s why.”
“You Cosa Nostra thugs don’t scare me!”
Aurelio smiled. His psychopathic stare chilled me to the bone. “I’m not the kind of Cosa Nostra ‘thug’ you’re accustomed to, Father.”
“I don’t care!” The older man looked away from Aurelio and started shouting at the other mafia goons. “I’m not going to let you desecrate this holy place with whatever evil plans you – ”
As the priest continued to yell, Aurelio casually pulled out a pistol and shot him in the head.
I flinched in horror and all the nuns screamed.
The priest collapsed. He was dead before he hit the ground.
“Too late. Already desecrated,” Aurelio joked. Then he looked over at the nuns. “Somebody needs to make that phone call and shut off all traffic to the island. Who’s going to volunteer?”
The oldest nun in the group raised a trembling hand.
“Good,” Aurelio said, then looked at several of his men. “Take her wherever she needs to go – and make sure she doesn’t double-cross us.” Aurelio turned back to the nun and stared her down. “If you try to tell anyone about what’s going on, I will torture and kill the rest of these women… I’ll make you watch… and then I’ll do the same to you. Do you understand?”
The nun whimpered and nodded.
“Good.” Aurelio gestured with his hand like he was bored. “Lock up the rest of them so they can’t get in our way.”
One mafia thug pulled away the oldest nun and two more goons herded the other women away.
