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At least he sounded more reassuring than his consigliere.
It turned out that the situation resolved itself better than anyone expected.
The waiting was horrible – like a loved one was in critical condition, and we were standing outside the operating room praying they would survive –
But the news an hour later was more than encouraging.
“YES!” Niccolo roared as he read a message on his cell phone.
“What?!” everyone shouted.
“They put Cirilli on it!”
“Who’s Cirilli?” I asked.
Dario smiled. “One of the dirtiest cops on our payroll.”
The wait after that was a lot less stressful, but we all stayed up to hear more.
The best news came almost three hours later when Niccolo took a call.
“Uh-huh… really,” he said, almost in shock. “You’re sure? Excellent work. Expect a little something extra in your stocking next Christmas, my friend.”
Then he hung up the phone and turned to us with a giant grin.
“What?” Dario demanded.
“The girl was the only witness… and she claimed she didn’t see the face of the shooter. Just a black hat and trench coat.”
The entire room erupted into cheers – except for me.
“But… she did,” I said, shocked. “She looked right in my eyes.”
“Such is the fear of the Cosa Nostra, my friend,” Dario explained. “She obviously didn’t want to make any enemies.”
“Smart move on her part,” Niccolo said.
“I think we should go over there and have a talk with her and her father,” Dario said. “Why was Fumagalli in their café out in the middle of nowhere? Maybe the old man’s a spy for the Genoans.”
“Not a bad idea,” Niccolo conceded. “But you’re not going.”
“Yes, I am.”
“No. You just got out of jail – we have to keep you as far away from this as possible.”
Dario scoffed. “You can’t send Lars for obvious reasons. You can’t send Adriano; if he doesn’t shoot the girl, he’ll end up giving her a heart attack. Massimo will be too nice – ”
“I will not,” Massimo sulked.
“Roberto will bore her with financial talk – ”
“Hey!” Roberto exclaimed.
“And Valentino will try to seduce her.”
All the brothers made a face like, Yeah, well, THAT one’s true. Even Valentino.
“And I doubt you’re going to go,” Dario said to Niccolo. “So I will.”
