Kyllyan

I knew something serious was happening back home when Dylan called me and told me to get my ass back as fast as possible. It took me a few days since the holidays were coming up. I had been here in Auckland for a year or so now, and as far as I knew, nothing was happening. Most everyone in the mafia world knows about our family, even if our family isn’t officially in the mafia and our connection with Carmine. They tend to leave us alone, and most stay as far away from Australia as possible. If they do come here, it is for a vacation, and they call and speak with both Uncle Richard and Carmine to let them know when they are there and why they are coming. Of course, some come for meetings and whatnot. I grew up with Dylan, and we are more or less best friends. He knows me better than anyone. I moved to Auckland after graduation. Uncle Richard had me come here to manage some of his businesses; they have been doing well. While I do like it here, I miss home and everyone. I was