Klarissa's POVAll I could hear was yelling and gunfire. "Get down!" I heard the tall stranger scream, and I quickly did as I was told. When my brain started to catch up to what was going on I started to panic. All I could think about was where the hell were Mateo and Alicia!+"Hurry get up." he said to me, giving me his hand. I reached out and took it, and he pulled me to the standing position. As I looked around all I could see were dead bodies. My mouth gaped in shock, and I felt a hard tugging at my hand. When I didn't move from these persistent tugs, I felt myself being thrown over someones shoulder. At this point I was in complete shock, I had no idea what was going on around me.What knocked me out of my daze was be put into the back seat of a car. There were five men in the car with me, and they were speaking fast Italian."Che cazzo è successo!" the tall stranger said as he quickly sped away from the gala. (What the fuck happened!)"Non ne ho idea! Ha qualcosa a che fare con

Doing as I was told I put my plate down and followed Gianna outside. When we walked out the back door I was greeted with the cool New York fall breeze. I just took a moment and enjoyed the the calm that was around me. The moment didn't last very long though, because my ears were soon filled with loud yelling in Italian. Me and Gianna both looked at each other and started to follow the sound of the voices. After turning a few short corners we saw the horrific scene unfolding in-front of us. Lorenzo had his gun pointing at the old man sitting in front of him. The old man had a small smirk on his face and looked completely unfazed by the predicament he was in. "Non sono lo stesso uomo che ero allora Alfonso." Lorenzo spat. (I'm not the same man I was then Alfonso.)"Certo che non lo sei. Sei cambiato molto da quando l'hai ucciso." the old man said. (Of course you aren't. You've changed a lot since you killed him.)."Tieni il suo nome fuori dalla bocca! Smettila di mancare di rispett