CHAPTER 4
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GRECO VINEYARD
AZIENDA ACRICOLA
DAL 1925
The GRECO Vineyard is a white two story building, with a penthouse at the top of the building, and a walkway decorated with tall and well trimmed mahogany trees and a green grass carpet.
From the top view, you will only see a small building surroundings with everything green and nothing else that makes you want to retire into the forest and communicate with nature all day.
Mr. Salvatore walks the stairs leading to an open roof seat out his brief case in hand.
A man in his 50’s is seen seated in an arm chair on a round table facing an empty seat opposite him, eating his breakfast with a bottle of wine on display, two body guards stood behind him ass he eats.
Raising his head he spotted Mr. Salvatore walking towards him and laughs.
“How can you do business even on the day of your boss funeral?”
He asks in Italian, motioning for Mr. Salvatore to have a seat, which he did with a creepy smile on his face. Taking into view the entire mass of grapevines in this area you will think this is a country of its one as the end and beginning of the vineyard cannot be seen even from the rooftop of the Greco mansion the land is so vast that it leaves one thinking if they escorted others to this world. Sounds of birds chirping could he heard from miles away and the clicking of cutleries and gobbling sound could be heard in the background.
Calmly, Mr. Salvatore produces a document as he presents it to the old man and says: This is the last offer from my boss, Fabio, Mr. Salvatore says in Italian as he presents him with a written agreement,
The man raised his head as he asked,
“An offer from the grave? Not interested. You can take it and leave.” Then he goes back to eating leaving, Mr. Salvatore’s hand hanging in the air with the agreement in hand.
After a while Mr. Salvatore smiles as he spoke in Italian. ”killing the union president Carlo to take over the vineyard and the union was a mistake on your part he was like a brother to Fabio.
The man gets angry at this reminder as he replies him;
“Whatever the offer is, I won’t be accepting it!
“Does it sound like an offer to you?”
Mr. Salvatore asks, leaving the man shocked with half-chewed spaghetti handling in his mouth like a one year old who is drooling over his favorite doll. Mr. Salvatore continues;
“This is Giovanni’s last act of mercy to a man who killed his dear friend.” Salvatore says.
“Aah! Are you here to make a deal or threaten me?” The man asks, wiping his mouth with a napkin as he gets serious with the whole conversation leaving, Mr. Salvatore with nothing but a sweet creepy smile that screams; “Here comes the fun!!”
Taking a deep breath, Mr. Salvatore leans over the table as he says the next lines,
“If you sign this now, there won’t be any problems.”
Angered at his threats, the old man pounds his hand against the table and screams for Mr. Salvatore ore to get lost!
“Go back to your country, you arrogant fellow. I fought fair and square to take over. The Castellano family has no shares in this place!. Get out of here”.
he says and goes back to eating and at that moment a roaring sound was heard high above them as the same helicopter that was seen earlier on was seen hovering over the vineyard this time around closer to the ground than before. For a moment you would think that it’s about to land crash or looking for a place to land, but on a second look you will notice the helicopter spraying something in the air, i for one thought it was a pesticide or some chemical for the vineyard.
The vineyard was brought into closer view and at this point we realize that what we thought to be beds of grains was actually Maize of grapevines.
As the liquid drips from the leaves to the ground we are left with more confusion as to what these sprays actually are.
Mr. Salvatore smiles as he replies to the old man who seems confused and alert at the hovering helicopter above him.
“Are you sure you won’t regret it?” Mr. Salvatore asks, crossing his left leg over the right one as he leans back on the chair with his signature creepy smile, watching the man’s every movement to decipher his next approach.
The old man wipes his mouth with the napkin yet again as he asked,
“Regret? The Luciano family is backing me up. I’m not scared to go to war”.
He sure loves his breakfast or should I say he wants to have something in his belly before the Castellano family comes for war, man gotta chop.
“Regret is the most painful thing you can ever experience in life”.
“Dario. I am here to give you a chance to redeem yourself, not to start a war.“ Said Mr. Salvatore.
“Sure. Whatever.”
Shaking his head up and down,
“Arigatou.”
With his two hands together showing a sign of prayer/appreciation, Mr. Dario replies and goes back to his food.
Not taking the threat lightly he raises his head, looks, Salvatore in the eye and mutters;
“You uncivilized fellow.”
This word seemed to anger Mr. Salvatore because at that moment his face turns stoic, eyes red like a dragon about to spit a mouthful of fire and destroy the whole universe just like in the “Game of thrones” where the dragon queen rode her dragon to get revenge on those who humiliated her.”
Just, that this was a different revenge, one that involves just one person well maybe his household included.
This look gave off a handsome appearance for those who are not aware of the danger and destruction brewing in the air.
Just then, “Ombra Mai Fu” starts to play in the background
Revealing a smile Mr. Salvatore picks up the document and puts it back to his briefcase as Mr. Dario wipes his mouth daring him to do his worst,
Well that was a whole lot of daring for a man who is about to die.
His two bodyguards came into view with stern looks signaling Mr. Salvatore to take his leave as requested by their boss.
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