Bearer of Bad News

*Basileus* · 02-13-2016, 10:33 PM

In no time at all Basileus could make out the familiar form of Vincenzo approaching. In a loud voice he called out, "E 'così bello vederti, Vincenzo!" He was so pleased to see a familiar face that he was tempted to rush up and kiss the man. Instead he kept his composure, remained by the carcass and let the other man come to him. If Vincenzo had given any outward sign that he was about to deliver bad news Basileus missed it as his comrade closed the distance between them.

With a faint, pleased smile on his lips Basileus returned Vincenzo's greeting nod. He was on the verge of saying something when his friend's expression quieted him. The smile quickly fell from his lips as the mafioso spoke. Their brothers had fallen? Unable to imagine such a thing, Basileus was reluctant to believe him. He chastised his friend, "Perché mentire a me, Vincenzo? Non si dovrebbe scherzare su queste cose. È sfidare il destino." For good measure he tsked reproachfully. His father and his father's father had been part of the brotherhood. The clan had weathered many storms but never been touched by destruction. Vincenzo wrongly and with sick, dark humor, teased of the impossible.

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