—MICHELE—
We ducked behind the row of bushes that surrounded the property for cover. Matteo’s building was very modern and fairly large. The house wasn’t as big as Ezio’s but it was pretty big considering he wasn’t a Don. It looked like one of those white stoned houses you’d see in Greece. The windows were massive which was an advantage for us because we could see everything from where we were standing.
The inside had white walls and furniture and I could see that the kitchen was freshly installed because some of the cupboards still had plastic coverings on them. The bushes headed round to the right and led to the rear end of the house so we had a lot of cover to move along.
Muffled shouting came from inside which gave me the hint that Ezio is now inside the house. I peered over the t
