and things got even worst. When would it ever stop?
Would he ever get back to living a normal average life? God, how he missed his life, he missed Leyla, his friends, and family. If he were honest, he even preferred the Vultures from what he had found here. At least, he knew what he was up against. However, he had not made a pass forward, and he had no clue what to do next, whom he could turn to, whom to trust. He had never felt so helpless, lonely, and abandoned in this life.
He sat for a while in silence, wondering what to do next, when all of a sudden a black Ford Mustang with the top down stopped on the hill leaving a cloud of dust behind. Keanu got out and in a slow pace walked toward Gregory. He held up both hands in a disarming way, "Don’t run, I come in peace, and I am not looking for any trouble. I just want to explain some things to you. It is clear that you misunderstood Giacomo’s previous intentions." Gregory was suspiciously watching him, as the Indians continued, "Well, I must admit it's questionable for Giacomo to pull off a career in the diplomatic corps. He sometimes gets ahead of things without thinking them through and overshoots the mark a little. Nevertheless, he is certainly not your enemy. Besides, it is very dangerous to drive around all by yourself, and on top of that with a stolen Vespa. Just imagine, what would happen if you were to experience capture by one of the Gambelotti descendants, » Gregory frowned, "what is a Gambe …?" "The Gambelotti are the forerunners of the Mafia, the people responsible for the death of the first Onendas that stranded right here in this place in 1867." Gregory looked at him in surprise, "The first Onendas arrived here in Cefalù? How do you know?"
“There are legends and records from this period, as three Onenda siblings arrived at the coast on board of a so-called packet ship, the 'Majorana'. The ship was on its way to Naples and had gone off course into a storm and then sank right here at this very coast. Many of the people on board were killed and drowned. However, the Onendas, they say have been excellent swimmers. One of my great-great-great-great-grandfathers Ourday, and his sisters Chiana, and Alawa have stranded at the shore. The answer to why they were on that ship in the first place is not clearly written in any of the books. But, the legend says that Ourday was the one who pronounced the prophecy. He pointed toward the interior of the island. The Gambelloti took stranded survivors of the 'Majorana' to Catania or Taormina. The survivors were used as cheap laborers for the vineyards, the stables, and as maids. Kept like slaves, although there was a ban on slavery at that time."
Gregory listened spellbound. Finally, he was about to learn something he didn’t know yet, something that could bring a glimmer of light in the dark, "Why did he pronounce the prophecy?" Keanu pointing with a gesture to his black car, "Let's get out of here, you never know who is passing, and seeing us together may lead to hasty conclusions. I'm pretty well known on the island and hard to miss, and given the fact that you are not acting that normal, stealing a motorbike," he gave him a hard look and continued, "I guess you didn’t get that Vespa as a gift from a fan?" Gregory put on an apologetic grin, "What can I say, I'm an idiot, and I was panicking. It is not easy always to be on the run. Luckily, I didn’t run into some Carabinieri. I don’t imagine that the local police would be on my side." Keanu shrugged, "You never know around here. One thing you have to keep in mind, this island is full of surprises. Let’s get out of here. There is a lot I have to tell you." Gregory nodded, leaving the Vespa behind, and climbed into the black Mustang.
Ana
Ana was heavily pissed. Her mom had completely lost it this time. She loved her mom and she could always count on her, no matter what, but she would have had better things to do than to fly over the ocean to Toronto only
Would he ever get back to living a normal average life? God, how he missed his life, he missed Leyla, his friends, and family. If he were honest, he even preferred the Vultures from what he had found here. At least, he knew what he was up against. However, he had not made a pass forward, and he had no clue what to do next, whom he could turn to, whom to trust. He had never felt so helpless, lonely, and abandoned in this life.
He sat for a while in silence, wondering what to do next, when all of a sudden a black Ford Mustang with the top down stopped on the hill leaving a cloud of dust behind. Keanu got out and in a slow pace walked toward Gregory. He held up both hands in a disarming way, "Don’t run, I come in peace, and I am not looking for any trouble. I just want to explain some things to you. It is clear that you misunderstood Giacomo’s previous intentions." Gregory was suspiciously watching him, as the Indians continued, "Well, I must admit it's questionable for Giacomo to pull off a career in the diplomatic corps. He sometimes gets ahead of things without thinking them through and overshoots the mark a little. Nevertheless, he is certainly not your enemy. Besides, it is very dangerous to drive around all by yourself, and on top of that with a stolen Vespa. Just imagine, what would happen if you were to experience capture by one of the Gambelotti descendants, » Gregory frowned, "what is a Gambe …?" "The Gambelotti are the forerunners of the Mafia, the people responsible for the death of the first Onendas that stranded right here in this place in 1867." Gregory looked at him in surprise, "The first Onendas arrived here in Cefalù? How do you know?"
“There are legends and records from this period, as three Onenda siblings arrived at the coast on board of a so-called packet ship, the 'Majorana'. The ship was on its way to Naples and had gone off course into a storm and then sank right here at this very coast. Many of the people on board were killed and drowned. However, the Onendas, they say have been excellent swimmers. One of my great-great-great-great-grandfathers Ourday, and his sisters Chiana, and Alawa have stranded at the shore. The answer to why they were on that ship in the first place is not clearly written in any of the books. But, the legend says that Ourday was the one who pronounced the prophecy. He pointed toward the interior of the island. The Gambelloti took stranded survivors of the 'Majorana' to Catania or Taormina. The survivors were used as cheap laborers for the vineyards, the stables, and as maids. Kept like slaves, although there was a ban on slavery at that time."
Gregory listened spellbound. Finally, he was about to learn something he didn’t know yet, something that could bring a glimmer of light in the dark, "Why did he pronounce the prophecy?" Keanu pointing with a gesture to his black car, "Let's get out of here, you never know who is passing, and seeing us together may lead to hasty conclusions. I'm pretty well known on the island and hard to miss, and given the fact that you are not acting that normal, stealing a motorbike," he gave him a hard look and continued, "I guess you didn’t get that Vespa as a gift from a fan?" Gregory put on an apologetic grin, "What can I say, I'm an idiot, and I was panicking. It is not easy always to be on the run. Luckily, I didn’t run into some Carabinieri. I don’t imagine that the local police would be on my side." Keanu shrugged, "You never know around here. One thing you have to keep in mind, this island is full of surprises. Let’s get out of here. There is a lot I have to tell you." Gregory nodded, leaving the Vespa behind, and climbed into the black Mustang.
Ana
Ana was heavily pissed. Her mom had completely lost it this time. She loved her mom and she could always count on her, no matter what, but she would have had better things to do than to fly over the ocean to Toronto only
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