Kick Ass 3 (completed 5/5)

Tardo Pomeriggio

 "tardo pomeriggio" is an Italian word that means: sunset.

KICK ASS 3

Capítulo 05: Tardo Pomeriggio

The activity was intense at the airport in Rome, people came and went due to the rush and with a worrying gesture on their faces, the loud speakers of the airport announced in different languages the arrivals and departures of the flights and their respective boarding gates, in short, an atmosphere that was not at all calm, in fact intimidating, especially for people who were entering an international airport for the first time, such as children.

However, a group of girls were walking along the main corridor of the airport, who were not intimidated by the noise and movement of the place. Some looked happy, but others looked like the faces of few friends.

"This is ridiculous," complained Claes, looking at her clothes and those of the other girls, "in the end, we dressed in costumes that make us look like a group of three pairs of twin sisters."

"Come on, Claes, cheer up," said Angelica with a smile.

"And you have to hold my hand?" Claes asked her "twin" in a scowling voice. Angelica made a sad face.

"Please, Claes," said Rico, who was holding Henrietta's hand, "we're supposed to go hand in hand as little girls, and don't make Angelica sad."

"Going hand in hand with each of our "twins," Triela said this time, with a face of few friends, as she watched Mindy, who apparently was not happy about the situation either.

"I think it's funny," said Henrietta, "it's like we're playing."

"I don't like to play house or anything like that," Mindy thought of saying and letting go of Triela's hand, but seeing how Angelo looked at her, she decided to shut up, after all, Henrietta was recovering from José's loss.

"You're a good girl, Mindy," whispered Fun Angelo.

"I'm only doing it for Henrietta," said Mindy, but of course she had to admit that she was also doing it so as not to upset Angelo, from whom she was beginning to feel something.

Closing the group's march was a fat man dressed in an imitation branded suit. His hair was very frizzy, almost afro and he had a face that could pass for that of an Asian, his physiognomy in general looked like that of a chubby little good-natured man, who carried the girls' luggage.

"Vito," said Angelo, "are you sure you don't want help?"

"No, Master D'Amico, I feel fine," said the man with a smile on his face.

"Enough of the "master", Vito," said Angelo with a sigh of frustration, "just tell me Angelo.

"Yes, Master D'Amico, uh, no Master D'Amico, this... yes Master Angelo."

Angelo sighed another sigh of frustration and the girls stifled a laugh.

"Where'd you get this guy?" Mindy asked him.

"Vito worked for my father, but he drank a lot, that and the bad habit of talking too much, especially when he was drunk, caused my father to order him to be killed. Of course, when I found out, I advocated for him and my father spared his life. Now he works for me on my father's orders, he's like some kind of assistant."

"Do you trust him?"

"Yes, Vito would give his life for me. As you and the girls are still underage, you need to go with an adult, don't worry Vito is reliable."