The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.2

Chocolatey Goodness

Bucciarati sat down with his computer in front of him, spinning the disk on the table. "How much longer till we get there?"

"We're almost at Rialto Bridge." Informed Fugo, who was outside the turtle in the boat with everyone but Bruno and Trish. "It'll be at least another five minutes."

"All right. Just keep going."

"Bucciarati, what was the mission from the boss?" Fugo was curious to know.

Bruno slipped the disk in his computer, clicking on a few things to access the files, "I'm reconfirming the mission from the boss right now. I'll read it out loud."

"The information on this disc was inputted the moment all of you boarded the train at Naples. Therefore, I'd like to warn you that I have no way of knowing how many more are after you, or how many members you've lost at this point in time. The information on this disc is the safest way for me to meet my daughter, and is also your final mission. Let me also warn you that, should you deviate in the slightest from the instructions on this disc, it will be unforgivable. If any of you do anything other than what's instructed of you, even if it's accidental, I will consider it a warning that you mean to harm me." You could practically feel Giorno staring into your back at those last few words. Not like he was one to talk.

"Here is your final mission. You will now head to the island of San Giorgio Maggiore. The place you will take my daughter is the top of the great bell tower of the church there. Once you take my daughter there, your mission will be over. Instruction one: there are no stairs to the top of the tower. Currently, there is only one elevator that goes to the top. The only ones allowed in the elevator are Trish and one bodyguard. Instruction two: the bodyguard is prohibited from carrying any knives, guns, cell phones, or anything else. Instruction three: you must land on the island within fifteen minutes of retrieving this disk. There is a tracking device in the disk, so I know where you are."

"Instruction four: the rest of you will wait on the boat. You are not allowed to step foot on the island. That's all of it." Bruno had finished reading just as the boat drifted next to the steps leading onto the island. Mista tied up a rope to keep the boat from moving too much.

"Bucciarati, we have arrived." Announced Giorno.

Bruno gave a low hum, showing that he had heard Giorno. Next, he looked over the piece of paper that you had slipped him not too long ago. It briefly described your private encounter with Ghiaccio. A small smile made its way across his face. He supposed you really were trying after all. He proceeded to burn up the note, letting the ashes fall into a small trashcan that was inside the turtle.

Narancia stared at the church in awe, his other eye watching for anyone breathing in the vicinity with his Stand, "So the boss is at the top of that tower right now..."

"Those are pretty detailed instructions." Observed Fugo. "He seems extremely cautious. But I guess you couldn't be a mafia boss otherwise."

You shifted in your seat, "He's already gone to such lengths to hide who he is. I'm kind of surprised the instructions weren't even more restrictive."

"Anyways," grumbled Abbacchio. "This means our mission ends here. We all made it out alive, so I guess all's well that ends well." It was too bad that La Squadra couldn't exactly agree with that statement.

"Yeah, just barely though." Mista stood at the back end of the boat, "Let's live it up at Venezia for a few days before we go home. I hear the food's really great."

"They have good food here?" Narancia's mouth was already starting to water at the thought. "I just remembered I was hungry. What kind of food do they have?"