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Giacomo

I give up texting Beatrice when the car stops and I notice the arrival of a few more guests for the return trip with the Don, I have to contain my fury by putting the best mask on my face as I climb out of the car to look at Vincenzo's usual cynical smile. Which lights up another alert, they weren't on Riina's property and Enrico didn't say anything, so the first hypothesis is that they came to try something on the farm or two went to check something directly for the Don.
The eldest goes ahead, climbing on the plane, completely ignoring the presence of anyone else, the arrogance of all the men in the organization comes in toast with the hierarchy of power, but the brothers believe they are the own children of Jupiter.
It would suck if I didn't admit the brothers' good genetics, but these idiots don't deceive, on the outside the facade hiding the sewer.
It's easy to recognize a similar one.
I tug at the sides of my suit, buttoning a button as I finish up the stairs, analyzing the rigid, rehearsed subject matter of the two who sit next to each other, the younger man's posture always indicating the older's tendency to power.
I bypass the stewardess by sitting on the right side of the plane in an aisle seat, giving the four men enough space to discuss their affairs and yet close enough to participate in the conversation.
There's a latent tension inside the plane like that, which takes off. I ignore the brothers by pretending to fiddle with something on the phone instead of trying to bring up a topic, which clearly old Sartori again can't stand.
I want a cleaning on each family's accounts. - Cut the silence with the order.
Sir, we should talk about when we're alone. - Giovanni pins.
I exchange a silent look with Don, lifting myself to sit elsewhere.
Continue where Giacomo is. -I sit down again analyzing the fury that passes through their eyes. - A faithful longtime executioner deserves to be honored by the family, Giovanni.
It is an honor to serve you sir. - I answer calmly.
The old man nods with a tight smile, whatever the fuck that goes through that fox's head is going to put me like a beacon in the crosshairs of every organization. I keep a forced smile of realization at the men, analyzing all the reactions. The stewardess cuts the moment by serving a glass of scotch to each one, withdrawing then, I put the cell phone in my suit pocket, taking a slow sip, showing calm and confidence for these snakes.
With the latest events and the lack of results about what happened with Stefano, we need reliable men in the chairs - He speaks calmly, highlighting the idiot's death to remember the commitment to seek answers. - I'm officially passing the Riina's position and possessions to the Costellos.
Bernardi nods in agreement with a look of respect, while Giovanni hides his fury and Vincenzo squeezes the arm of the seat tightly. I hold my smile while keeping my blasé expression.
I believe that with an important position comes more responsibilities, how old is Giacomo now? - Bernardi asks.
My brothers and I are ready to serve Cosa Nostra, I will be 36 this year.
The Don flashes a shitty grin taking in more of the amber liquid making the silence that permeates the curiosity of the men in front of him.
The pressure to marry with us is less, you two are a few years younger but don't for a moment think that the time to start a family will not come. - Before Giovanni speaks, Enrico raises his hand silencing taking the rest of the drink. - Giulia is now more than ready to be a mother, luckily Giácomo doesn't care about her sister Giovanni's age.
At no time was I consulted about it sir, besides Giulia's age shouldn't be a reason to make a bad marriage.- The bastard speaks calmly giving me a cold look.
How lucky then that the Costello family is now in more than high esteem with Don Sartori. - Bernardi cuts. - It will be a grand wedding.
Bernardi is right, I want to give everything my fiancée wants, after all, they say that marriage is the greatest moment for women, after motherhood of course. - I speak without any effort to open a huge smile.
Unlike the brothers who clearly make an effort not to advance.
I did not authorize any Don Sartori marriage with my sister. - Giovanni stressed the sentence well.
A dear, all these years you have not authorized any marriage with your Sorella, on the other hand I have spared you this trouble, I hope they are not against my order. - Sartori said opening an indisputable smile.
Not. - they answered together.
Silence reigned inside the plane like a bomb reigning in the small space, the displeasure palpable on the faces of the future, deceased brothers-in-law.
I hope you're quick to arrange Giacomo accounts, weddings are expensive, especially for someone who was paid as an executor. - Vincenzo opens his mouth.
I cross my legs, keeping my posture calm, when all I want is to hit this ridiculous guy who wants to humiliate my position.
Don't worry brother-in-law, I'd like to sign in front of Don Sartori that I'll pay for the entire wedding, I abused the shrimp order, it'll be on me.
The boy has Sartori balls.- Bernardi says laughing.
As the brothers crack a smile
He's a man of his word. - The short and low sentence added to the Don's steady gaze makes the suspicions clear.
I nod my head trying to put together anything in my head that might help and the only thing I can imagine is having to wait to act after the wedding. This will delay all the plans and maybe some of them will end up going off track.
I thought you would never marry, Giacomo, I'm glad you changed your mind. - Vincenzo nudges, cutting the silence making everyone's attention fall on me.
Nothing like the right woman, brother-in-law. - He spoke calmly, watching the vein popping out of his neck. - I would be married in three days.
I release the truth, seeing Sartori's curious gaze, while Bernardi cuts through the brothers' angry silence with a loud laugh.
Don't go too fast for the leash, boy. - He said laughing. - They tend to get very angry with a towel out of place.
He continued laughing to disguise I followed.
A wedding would be great to calm women down, Anna loves parties and can help Giulia while we handle business. - I give Don a smile.
About to answer, I am interrupted.
Sir, I don't think three days is enough to organize the wedding my sister deserves. - Giovanni argues.
Do not doubt women, my dear. - He laughs. - I thought of fifteen days of engagement and a month for the wedding, what do you think Giacomo?
I think it's perfect, especially so that women can interact while we organize the business. - I agree with Don on a smile.
He claps his hands asking the stewardess for champagne to celebrate the engagement that will take place on Sunday, we'll arrive in New York by Thursday night, which will give me time to talk to my sister and find out if Hunter has any secretary.
I sip the cold drink fraternizing with the older men who are anxious to take the good news to their wives, must be planning to be free of them for the next forty-five days. While all I want are more reasons to be with Giulia.
I ignore the palpable anger of the two idiots who have to swallow the climb and kinship with the Costellos.
After another two hours on the plane, we finally landed, I make a point of waving to my future brothers-in-law walking to the car and meeting Giuseppe's smile in the rearview mirror.
I have to agree with the soldier, girls grow up and mine has become a stunning woman, owner of a sweet and shy smile without the slightest idea of how much it affects me.