"I always endeavor not to be boring," he said with a genuine smile and sets the gun on the table within easy reach.
The building is dark and mostly empty, an old warehouse with bad lighting (just a bare bulb above the single table). There are two intact chairs and very little else in the way of actual furniture. The windows are large, the light flooding in from the street and passing cars just a bit eerie in the night.
Through some contact or other, their opposition had managed to get a hold of Barelli again. To be perfectly frank, Reborn was surprised that they even valued him enough to agree to a risky meeting for an antidote... But wheels within wheels, and likely they felt that there was no way that two foreign operatives working alone could manage to pay back the insult that had been laid down by the powerful local families. So they would be coming into this meeting overly confident and expecting acquiescence - perhaps just a little posturing, for the sake of pride, but we must make allowances for our foreign guests, shouldn't we? After all, Reborn and Bianchi were basically impotent in this little game that was being played out, the sacrificial pawns in the larger chess game; a shame about Marco's death, but he succeeded in setting up the blame. Our excuse is set, we can discard these already used pieces; kill them here or let them go, it doesn't matter which.
Reborn had been playing this game for much longer than any of them. Whether the leaders chose to come alone, as specified, or break the bargain by bringing their support, no one that mattered would be leaving the building alive.
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The building is dark and mostly empty, an old warehouse with bad lighting (just a bare bulb above the single table). There are two intact chairs and very little else in the way of actual furniture. The windows are large, the light flooding in from the street and passing cars just a bit eerie in the night.
Through some contact or other, their opposition had managed to get a hold of Barelli again. To be perfectly frank, Reborn was surprised that they even valued him enough to agree to a risky meeting for an antidote... But wheels within wheels, and likely they felt that there was no way that two foreign operatives working alone could manage to pay back the insult that had been laid down by the powerful local families. So they would be coming into this meeting overly confident and expecting acquiescence - perhaps just a little posturing, for the sake of pride, but we must make allowances for our foreign guests, shouldn't we? After all, Reborn and Bianchi were basically impotent in this little game that was being played out, the sacrificial pawns in the larger chess game; a shame about Marco's death, but he succeeded in setting up the blame. Our excuse is set, we can discard these already used pieces; kill them here or let them go, it doesn't matter which.
Reborn had been playing this game for much longer than any of them. Whether the leaders chose to come alone, as specified, or break the bargain by bringing their support, no one that mattered would be leaving the building alive.
The knock on the door was right on cue.