Chapter 6
When we had retrieved the hefty book, we headed back to Max's little house on the edge of Naples.
The book was incredibly thick and the pages as thin as Max's chance of success in life. The writing was minuscule making it hard to read the thousands of tiny names and dates of birth on each page. The first 500 hundred pages were hardly legib
A few days later,"We could go back to the Mafia archive," Max suggested as we continued to walk, exasperated from the heat of the exposed countryside and completely out of ideas of what to do about Milly. I can't remember how we even ended up in this particularly dry sunflower field but the strong powdery aroma was irritating my nose and the thick itchy stalks were getting on my last nerve as we tried our best to wade through them.
"On that hilltop, you will find an elderly man with a carved wooden staff. My pack refers to him as the Oracle and he has been able to help in many of our times of need. He may know how to help you too," she said gesturing to the peak of an inclination in the relatively flat land about a mile away. "Good luck on your quest," she added with what appeared to be almost a smile and in a much less solemn tone."Thank you Alpha..." I began before realising I didn't even know her name.
Three days later,It took us three days, two buses, four taxis and a horse to get to Venice meaning we had plenty of opportunities to formulate a plan."One more button," Max said looking at my shirt as
We ran along the rooftops of Venice. Leaping over alleyways and jumping various walls and obstacles as if we had been doing it our whole lives.And I was having the most fun I've had in three months.Th
One year ago,"Hot lemon and honey, fluffy socks and a warm water bottle for my favourite little girl," Leo said sitting beside me on the sofa. It was a new moon and I was pregnant with twins (not much fun at all).
Three hours later, I was still sat on the concrete floor of the cell completely alone. I had taken to throwing Max's stone up in the air and catching it out of sheer boredom. Staying in here for two months is certain to drive me insane.Fuck you, Luciano.
The boat was quite peaceful after Max had finally shut up and stopped threatening to throw me in the canal. And only then, when I actually had a moment to pause and relax, did I realise how beautiful Venice really is."Here is as far as I can go," the man said after about an hour of gliding along the emerald coloured water.
When I woke, I was back on the cold floor of the cell. I sat up and took in the emptiness of it. No bed, no food, no water and most importantly: no Maximus Megestanis."Where's Max?" I questioned Luciano who I could sense lurking in the darkness.