Il Mio Consigliere [Vincenzo] - HIATUS

[Eng] Uno

Milan, Italy.

On a deserted and dimly lit street, Vincenzo walked toward a car parked by the side of the road, cocking his gun. His men shot whoever got in their way. Arriving at the car, he forced open the car door, then pointed the gun at a man in the car.

"No, don't shoot, please ..." the man in the car screamed in exasperation.

Bang ... bang ... bang ...

The man died instantly, covered in blood. Vincenzo took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his coat pocket, took one and lit it. It was then that his eyes caught a white doll, which had turned red, lying beside the corpse of the man he had just killed. And there was a tiny hand covered in blood that embraced the doll.

🔫

Vincenzo awakens from a nightmare that haunts him almost every night. The sky is still dark. He put one arm on his forehead, took a deep breath as he closed his eyes again, but he couldn't fall back asleep.

The cell phone lying next to him rang. There is an incoming message.

'I've been at the airport. It's going to be boarding soon. See you, Oppa ❤ '

Vincenzo smiled faintly after reading it.

He set the alarm, then tried to sleep again. A cellphone that is still on displays a family photo wallpaper. A husband and wife are sitting and smiling. Behind them was an Asian boy who was facing the camera without smiling. That's Vincenzo at 10 years old. Next to him was an Italian boy his age, Paolo. He faced the camera with an expression not much different from Vincenzo. On the lap of their mother, there is a toddler girl with brown hair in two pigtails, laughing adorably.

Bianca.

~~~

Incheon Airport, South Korea.

Bianca's cell phone rings after she sends a message to Vincenzo.

"Yes, Lawyer Hong," she said in Korean with an Italian accent.