time and a lot at stake, none of us lives forever, and especially you should know this Keanu. If my crazy brother-in-law or his clan finds out that he is here, it will be too late." Keanu and Tiziana both looked annoyed at him; "Why did you have to tell him that we know who he is, damn it?" The big Indian said disapprovingly; "I had everything under control, but you can’t keep your mouth shot, old man." It was apparent that he was pissed as he stormed out of the door without another further word. Giacomo sighed and sat back down at his desk. "Obviously, I've screwed it up again with my loose tongue."
Signora Tiziana closed the door and put her book down on the desk. "Caro mio, you are damn right about that, and I think you need a punishment for that. As it happens, I have a lot of interesting ideas about this matter." She patted the book meaningfully. Thanks to this. "Leave me alone with your dirty stuff, he said gruffly. She smiled. "Don’t worry Keanu will find him and take care of everything, as he always does. Oh, by the way, where have you been, our two little angels performed. They had their first performance today, and they were fantastic."
"I'm sorry Tiziana, but I had to devote myself to our accounting, which doesn’t look particularly rosy." "Oh, fiddlesticks, no excuse to miss such a thing!" She banged her fist on the table scowling at him. "I'll make it up Love, I promise. I will be at their next performance, I swear. First, Keanu has to bring back this stubborn boy. It would be a disaster if he would happen to meet the wrong people, as we both know there are plenty around here.
Ourday
Ourday was standing over the open crater looking down into the glowing lava that looked like a red golden viscous ocean. Who would have guessed that his life ended in this red-hot lava? The last months of his life passed before his inner eye in vivid pictures. Much had happened the past few months and so much had changed. It seemed to Ourday that leaving his clan in some foolish attempt to be free had been a bad idea and he had a high price to pay for being such a fool. The opposite had happened, instead of being free he was going to die, and he would give anything to turn back time. With his disobedience, he not only doomed himself but also caused the downfall of his sisters. It was all like a bad dream.
Since hired by the Gambelotti, they were doomed, and the downfall was inevitable. Everything in his life seemed doomed. Except for Magdalena, he even thought of her at this moment, when death reached out for him. Inescapable with no way back, he thought of her soft arms wrapped around him, her golden hair, and her lovely nature. He would always love her beyond death to all eternity. She was the best thing that had happened to him in his young life. He had destroyed both of their lives, just as he destroyed the lives of his two sisters. What would become of the child that Magdalena was carrying under her heart? He would find a way to keep his protective hand over his loved ones from the afterlife.
The curse he uttered would break only for the Savior and the Savior would be a direct descendant of his family. Either he was going to destroy the progeny of the Gambelotti or lead them back to the right path. Before that, they would never be happy. Maybe rich and powerful, but also removed by death of yet non-existing illnesses and their thirst for power. One after another would suffer without understanding why it happened. Without true knowledge from the day of birth, doom was upon them. He thought of his two sisters. Chiana sacrificed by the mob and Alawa raped and pregnant with an unwanted child. He would follow Chiana in death and protect the descendants beyond death.
His earthly existence might find a sudden end, but his spirit remained pervasive until the Savior had completed his work. Only then, his soul would eventually find peace. Ourday looked down and saw the armed men with torches, who followed him in the dusk. They
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