It was a bright Saturday morning. Aurora and Matheo decided to work that day. Aurora was busy taking care of elders who have shitted in their pants today. While Matheo was on pills duty. It was a somewhat stressful and tiring day for the duo until it hit break time for them.
Matheo took the chance to ask Aurora if she wanted to eat lunch with him. Aurora was already in a good mood so why not. She agreed. They decided to walk to lunch together. There was a place called Slow Sud which wasn't too far from their workplace. When they arrived, they went to the table booth and sat down. A waiter came by with a menu and walked off. They were looking through the menu as the waiter came by.
"Anything to drink?"
"Just two waters please."
"Okay. What can I start you off with? Any appetizers?"
"Can we get your caponata as appetizers? Then I would like a Monti Iblei please."
"Okay. How about you sir?"
"I would like your Norma please."
"Okay then! I'll be right back with your drinks and appetizers."
The waiter took the menus and walked off to his next table.
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Niccolo parked his car as he got out. Walking to the door before knocking twice then tapping once and lastly knocking three times. As the door opened up, he walked in and headed downstairs. As the pattern of the stairs was starting to get longer and deeper in. And when he saw the big metal door, he knocked. Waiting for an answer.
The big doors started to open. He entered the room where he saw his father sitting on the chair. Grant was busy looking through the files before he looked up to see his son.
"Huh. You're finally here. Were you able to figure out where she lived yet?"
"Nope. But I'm starting to think she lives with her friends"
"Hm? What makes you think that?"
"Well, she always told me to drop her off there."
"Well, this is good! Since that damn detective went quiet and not only they went quiet. We also did. Have you killed anyone since you started this relationship?"
"No"
Niccolo sat down as he looked at the wall. Grant groaned.
"You're making it suspicious for the detectives now."
"I know, father."
"Go kill someone. I have a feeling these cops won't be off our backs. Oh and son."
"Yes, Father-"
Grant slapped Niccolo. Niccolo wasn't shocked yet he stared at the old man who glared at him.
"He's not dead! That mixed breed is still alive! You had one job damn it!"
Niccolo clenched his fist before he turned away.
"I apologize. I'll deal with it"
"No, you will not! You'll put us both in danger if you kill him now! Focus on the mission and get rid of her"
"Yes, Father"
Niccolo had left as his body was starting to feel anger. He was quick to change into his black shirt and black pants before slipping the smiley face mask on. As he put his gloves on then he slipped his combat boots before tying them. Once he was done, he left the base and went to search for a victim.
