Silence.
I move forward while Arturo covers me, and I manage to reach the entryway, but I'm surprised by the landline phone—almost decorative, with a classic design—that adorns the entryway.
We never use it.
"Hello, Capo. Don't be afraid; I just like grand entrances." The voice continues speaking as I move, signaling the soldiers to stand down and letting Francesco know that I'm talking to the person responsible for this mess.
"What do you hope to achieve with this visit?"
"I've decided it's time to meet the new Capo. I'm sure you'll enjoy this visit just as much as I do."
"It's clear up here," Francesco reports, puzzled by my archaic way of communicating.
"There's no point in continuing to hunt me down out there. You already know where to find me for a formal meeting, Capo." The vo
