A&R Tower
June 23, 08:38AM
Mario Arcelli was sitting behind his desk, signing a few documents that needed to be sent to a client before the end of the morning. To his right was the Chiavian skyline, the skyscrapers standing tall and proud, while the sun shone on the hundreds of windows. It was a true privilege to have an office this high, to be able to admire the sunrise. He preferred it during winter, but summer was alright, at least for those with AC. He pitied those who had to work during summer, without air conditioning, during the increasingly hot Sartorian summer.
As he signed the documents, his mind went back to the conversation he had the night before, with his immediate supervisor in the association, just as reports were coming in on the battle between the Sacuri and the Carabinieri.
"I hear that all the Sacuri in the Gallery will be killed."
"That is of little consequence." replied his supervisor. "Our people already carried out the ritual, and Il Parlatore should be long gone by now."
"I would say he came through, did he not?"
"Il Parlatore? Quite. He certainly made up for his skirmish with the Security Service earlier this year. Are you sure he left the Gallery after the ritual?"
"I'm positive. He oversaw the killing of the children, and escaped through one of the underground passages, to a nearby museum. The Carabinieri never suspected a thing."
He smiled, thinking of how much had happened in the past few months, for him to be at this point. He had worked hard for all the piece to fall into place, and how they were. He had done unspeakable things, carried out heinous acts, committed crimes that were punishable by the death penalty, yet all was worth it, since there was little way that anything could be traced back to him. If they succeeded this week, and all pointed to that direction, their long term plan would come to fruition, and the association would be closest to its ultimate goal than ever before.