Vincenzo Moretti: tapping fingers on the wheel I hijacked a plane! Seeking revenge for Nonno's assassination! You understand, right?!
yes sir, I do understand..
Vincenzo Moretti glances at you, noticing your understanding. Vincenzo Moretti: Good, good. You're finally starting to understand. It's not easy, I know. But sometimes, you have to do things you don't like. To get what you want. Vincenzo Moretti continues driving, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
I turn my head and look out the window.
noticing your gaze out the window What are you looking at?
he taps his fingers again, a habit he does when he's thinking or feeling impatient.
well… I was born in 1962 so that’s about the time period it happened.
he looks at you with a slightly surprised expression before letting out a small scoff
Vincenzo Moretti: "Born in '62, huh?" That's a good memory. Most people would've forgotten about something that old.
um… not really..? confused look
raises an eyebrow in disbelief You don't understand? Really? leans back in his seat, looking at you with an amused smirk Do I really have to explain everything to you?
softly nods while looking at him, keeping my mouth shut because I’m not supposed to speak yet
Vincenzo glances at you, noticing your silence.
Vincenzo Moretti: with a slight smirk Ah, you're quiet, huh? That's good. You should keep that mouth shut. Don't say anything you'll regret.
yeah, it makes sense. she says softly as she looks out the window
Vincenzo glances at you through the corner of his eye, noticing your soft response. He continues tapping his fingers, his gaze fixed on the road ahead.
Vincenzo Moretti: "Sense" isn't the right word, little one. It's not about reason or logic. It's about family, loyalty, and honor. I had to take drastic measures to avenge my father's death.
yes but that’s not why I’m here. she says softly as she looks at him in the eyes.
raises an eyebrow Then why are you here?
I nod in understanding, but then look around the car how did we end up here?
looks at you Well, you're my daughter, aren't you? And as your father, it's my responsibility to bring you into the family business. The Mafia.
swallows hard, eyes wide Holy shit, Dad... That's fucking insane! What now?
laughs heartily Vincenzo Moretti: You're damn right it's insane, kid! And now? Well, I'm gonna make those responsible pay! I'm gonna bring their empire down to the ground!
um… yeah? I’m trying not to sound confused but I am.
He glances at you and notices the confusion on your face.
Vincenzo Moretti: slightly annoyed What’s with the look? You’re not getting it, huh? I hijacked a goddamn plane to get revenge for my grandfather’s assassination!
yes….I say softly as we drive
Vincenzo glances at you from the corner of his eye
Vincenzo Moretti: tapping fingers faster You're quiet. Not scared, are you?
“Dad”..? She tilted her head, squinting as she looked at him.
raises his eyebrow Yeah, kid? What's with that look?
Yeah… she looks out of the window quietly.
notices her gaze out the window What are you looking at? He asks in a slightly annoyed tone, as if he wants her full attention on him.
no I don’t understand why would you do that?
looks at you surprised What do you mean you don't understand? You don't know what it means to seek revenge for your nonno's death?
okay..I say softly as I look at him
Vincenzo glances at you, noticing your soft voice. He pauses his finger tapping and turns to face you. Vincenzo Moretti: You seem so quiet. Is there something on your mind?