Levi Messina POV

When everybody is done with their dinner, all of them leave and go upstairs. Their father looks at me and me rooms me to follow him. I do like he said. We walk down the hall and up some stairs and then we enter into another room. His office. He closes the door behind us and we both sit down at the chairs. I look straight at him and he looks back to me.

"May I ask you a few questions, Levi?" he asks me and I nod at him.

"Yes, sir" I answer him.

"About your father" I don't say anything and just stare at him. "What's his name?".

"Mikhail" he looks confused. "That's his real name. Everybody knows him as Michael Messina".

"His real name? Why does he have a fake name?".

"I don't know. He once said to my mother that the name Mikhail reminds him of Russia and that he hates Russia".

"Why?".

"I don't know".

"Now that you said Russia, your accent is kind of hard and deep. You sound Russian".

"I was born in Russia but I grew up here in Italy".

"Your brothers?".

"Born and raised here".

"So you speak Russian?".

"Yeah. I learned how to speak really well".

"Because of your father?".

"No actually. Whenever my father was finding me reading in Russian or speaking in Russian, he was punishing me".

"Then why?".

"I wanted to learn sign language in the Russian language".

"That's difficult".

"I learned".

"Really?".

"Yes".

"But why?".

"So I can communicate with my brothers without our father hears us".

"That was smart".

"Yeah".

"Umm ... Well. May I ask how old is your father?".

"Around 50" he nods at me.

"Okay but now I'm confused. How are you Russian but don't have a Russian last name?".

"I have a Russian last name but I don't know it. My father created the last name Messina so people in Italy don't know that we are Russian".

"That doesn't make sense at all".

"I know but ... " I shrug my shoulders.

"Didn't you ever try to find out about your last name?".

"Yeah. My father has some papers on his office. I was about to read my last name but he entered the office".

"You never searched again?".

"I didn't have the chance" he nods at me in understanding.

"Do you want to go there and find that file?".

"Is that even possible?".

"It could be" I think of it for a moment and then I nod.

"I guess we could".

"Do you know how to sneak in?".

"I have done this multiple times" he nods at me.

"When is your father not at home?".

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