11 Book 1 : Chapter 11 A Close Call

October 11th

Rosa made coffee and we enjoyed it with Leonardo's family.

Well, I enjoyed it with Rosa and his brothers and sisters at least.

Antonio had spoken briefly to Leonardo in his office. I couldn't hear them because of the sheer noise produced by his siblings but when they came out, Antonio constantly glanced at me and Leonardo hardly smiled once. He just sat in the chair at the end of the table, brooding quietly, with a straight expression.

On the journey home, I looked out the window into the now dark forest. Through the towering trees, I could see the white moon reflecting on the glistening lake and casting shadowy shapes onto the track. The stars were shining in the cloud-free sky, illuminating the road ahead of us. It was what some would call a perfect night.

"Were you killing people tonight?" I asked, the curiosity devouring me.

He sighed.

"You shouldn't ask questions you know you won't like the answer to..."

"Were you?"

"Yes," he said bluntly.