Obsession-3

I am Elio Ganovese.

I am the Don of the Ganovese family. People fear me and tremble at the mere mention of my name, and I am an all-powerful god. Thus, I reign as a master without sharing with an iron hand. People throw themselves at my feet to obtain even a word from me, a gesture, or a look to give meaning to their mediocre existence.

And here I am today in my office. I am not moving, waiting like a pathetic sub-shit for the slightest word from Lucia.

Santo enters my office with Matteo.

All three of us frown at each other. None of us understands the presence of each other here.

"Cazzo, what are you doing here?" I ask icily.

"I finished my mission, fratello," Santo replies, slumping into the seat across from me. "That was quick. Stronzo saw me and spilled the beans."

Ah, yes, the Santo effect never disappoints.

"Where exactly do you want me to go? With the girls outside?" Matteo answers me with a disgusted look.

"No, no... but don't you have somewhere else to go right now?"