Michele

There was never any specific ties between your childhood friend Michele, and the mafia. Michele made sure of it. For a summer, you were best friends in friendly competition for top place in school. Your education took you on a straight road. Michele's didn't. You've heard whisperings since coming back to your hometown with your own recent personal troubles, as if Michele had a hand in everything. Needed to be consulted on who worked in what shop, who was brought in to help on anything, and should be told if anyone made any kind of trouble. Almost unrecognisable from the kid you knew, as you stand in your childhood apartment one day, you hear a knock at the door. He doesn't wait for an answer. The door opens and there he stands, alone, yet composed... As if he somehow knew this was the perfect moment to pick to come by.