I reach out for the water, and just when my fingertips graze the water surface, I hear an earth-shattering howl. And even before I turned to see where it was coming from, I somehow knew that it was Luci, the large wolf-like dog I met the other day.
I know that howl.
“Omerta, Omerta. Wake up, girl. You are so dead tired, you slept on the ground.”
I am barely able to focus on what Giovanni is saying.
“I have been looking for you everywhere, you had me worried. Come on sleepyhead, get up, it’s already time for dinner soon. Wake up.”
I opened my eyes reluctantly, trying to adjust to the twilight sun. As I focus on my vision, I am a little confused. I was just at Lake Pergusa a few seconds ago, wasn’t I? But here I am still lying on the ground near the forest, on Agosti's estate.
Was al
