"Charles de Lint - Greenmantle" - читать интересную книгу автора (De Lint Charles)

"Too close," Mario said. "These bastardi'll smell you out
line dogs after a bitch in heat. You got to go someplace where
when you say you're a soldato they ask what anny, not what
family, capito?"

"This place I set up years ago, Mario-just like you told me
to, remember? Even in the fratcilanza a man needs a place
where he doesn't have to worry about his family. I've got
money there. And guns."



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"They're never gonna stop hunting you down."

Valenti shrugged. "I was getting tired anyway."

"Bullshit."

"Okay. So it's bullshit. You think I should turn myself over
to Ricca's justiceT' Ricca Magaddino was the Don's oldest son
and Rood to inherit his empire.

Mario laughed humorlessly. "This afternoon you're staying
with me," he said. "Tonight I drive you to the coast and
smuggle you off the island. I know people with a boat. You
need papersT'

Valenti shook his head. "These men with the boat. . . T'

"They're friends-not cousins."

"Okay. Grazie, Mario. I wouldn't have brought this down on
you if I'd known."

"You think I don't know that? Now let's forget this shit.
Come vai, 'ey? It's been a couple of years. Talk to me, Tony.
Maybe we don't meet again, so we take what time we got,
okayT'

Ch~ de Lh*

***

Mario's wife was half his age, a shy, dark-haired won~n
named Maria who spoke only Maltese. Mario had grianed when
introducing her to Valenti. ..Mario and Maria-how you like