Page 95 of Marcello

If Dario is related to Fausto, this could be it!

The information that saves my mom, sister, brother –

And me!

It took every ounce of my self-control, but I waited until I was alone in my apartment that night to call Fausto.

He did not react the way I’d hoped.

“What is it?” he snapped as soon as he answered.

Hello to you, too, asshole.

“Do you know somebody named Dario Rosolini?” I asked.

There was a pause on the other end. Then –

“He’s my nephew. Why?”

“Is he in San Vittore prison in Milan?”

“Yes – WHY?”

“He killed Aristide Caproni today.”

“I KNOW THAT, you fool. What of it?”

…oh.

I hadn’t quite thought everything through.

If Dario was Fausto’s relation, then of course the old man would know about it.

I tried to salvage the situation. “Cesare’s sworn to get revenge.”

Fausto snorted. “Nooooo – REALLY.”

“Hey,” I snapped, “I’m just trying to warn you before your nephew gets killed.”

“No you’re not,” Fausto snarled. “You’re trying to bargain for your family’s safety. You don’t give a shit whether my nephew lives or dies.”

Fair point.

Still…

“Sorry,” I said sarcastically, “I just thought you might want to know about Cesare’s plan to kill him, that’s all.”

Fausto’s entire demeanor changed.

He went from snide to incredibly curious – almost eager.

“He has a plan to kill Dario? What is it?”

“According to Cesare, Lucrezia wanted to pay every Camorra thug in San Vittore to go after your nephew – but Cesare insisted he do it himself. He said he’s willing to wait until Dario gets out of prison.”

“Jesus – that’ll be another five fucking YEARS.”

I was bewildered at Fausto’s reaction.