A few days later.....
A wake was held for the death of the Roman's nephew, Johnny Vitti. It was a quiet social gathering and not much to say except condolences to the family. The mother of the victim, Carla Vitti, couldn't stop crying over the lost of her son.
Meanwhile inside the room. A meeting was gathered by the Roman himself, Carmine Falcone, with his partner. His son, Alberto Falcone, was also the at the corner minding logic puzzles and not interfering the business.
(man 1): Godfather, I am terribly sorry to hear about your nephew.
FALCONE: Grazie, amico.
As everyone gave their condolences to Falcone, one member was filled with anger on whoever dares to strike the Falcone family.
(man 2): Camine, no disrespect, but why are we sitting on our hands here, huh? He put two in Vitti's head!
Falcone seemed calmed at the conversation between him and his partner but he didn't like where his tone was heading.
FALCONE: Who did?
(man 2): Salvator Maroni! Who else? Ever since he took over that family, he's been gunning for us and tonight he found the target. It's a warning, for christsakes!
FALCONE: Perhaps. But let us be clear. The man who pulled the trigger did not load the gun. Maroni's ambition was in check until the law put a target on my back. Now it's open season. If anyone is responsible for my nephew's death, it's that new son of a bitch in the DA's office. Dent.
(man 3): Mm-hmm. Yeah.
(man 4): Maybe he should sleep with the fishes.
The partners kept mumbling about the possibility of Harvey Dent taking down Vitti but the other partner doesn't really know how to keep his mouth shut.
(man 2): Hell yes! You just say the word, Carmine, and I'll do Dent myself!
FALCONE: Settle, Antoni. At the right time, we'll hit back. Until then...
ANTONI: The right time is now, Carmine! Now! Any delay is only gonna make you look even weaker!
The partners stood silently and starring at Antoni like he made the biggest mistake in his life. Falcone glared at Antoni as his security guard walked towards Antoni.
FALCONE: Thank you for your concern, Antoni.
ANTONI: No... no disrespect, Carmine.
Antoni was scared on what's about to happen until the guard grabbed him by the shoulder.
(man 5): It's "Godfather."
ANTONI: (*grunts softly) Milos. Come on! Please!
The guard escorted Antoni out of the room and threw him off the stairs.
ANTONI: Milos! No! NOOOOOO!
Antoni fell for his death on the ground as everyone in the room was silenced out of fear. An example on what happens if you question, or betray the Roman himself.
FALCONE: We have other business to discuss?
Even though was prioritizing his puzzle, Alberto was shocked seeing how Antoni died.
FALCONE: Alberto? Alberto!
Falcone was able to snap Alberto's mind back to reality.
FALCONE: Business time. Take your crosswords for a walk.
ALBERO: They're... logic puzzles.
Alberto stood up from his chair and followed his father's instructions.
FALCONE: Thirty-two going on thirteen.
The partners laughed as Alberto was leaving the room. He felt so humiliated in front of them and exited the room.
FALCONE: It's best to move our assets to a much secure facility.
(man 6): I agree with you, Godfather. There's no telling when Maroni is gonna strike on us.
(man 7): Any ideas on where to start, Godfather?
FALCONE: Perhaps, Mr. Loughran could convinced his board of directors to hold our money at the bank.
To be continued.....

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