It was a cold day in late February, no snow was falling and it was getting a little hotter by the day. A black Cadillac pulled up to the gates of the familiar entrance to the Corleone estate. Michael looked out the car window to see Tom Hagen, a family friend waiting for him. The car stopped and Michael Corleone stepped out and onto his father's estate.

"Michael! Long time no see," Tom exclaimed as he walked up to greet him.

Michael smiled. He was happy to be home from college. There was some important news he had to tell his father, Don Corleone.

"Hello Tom. How's everything going?"

Tom sighed," Well its been busy around here with your sister's wedding and all."

Michael walked into the house accompanied by Tom. Everything looked just the same except for more guests than usual. He took off his hat and ran his fingers through his sleek black hair.

"Michael your home!"

It was his younger sister Connie. She ran up to him and hugged him.

"Its good to see you too," laughed Michael, slightly surprised by his sister.

Tom tapped Michael on the shoulder. "Your father wants to see you."

Michael said goodbye to his sister and walked upstairs to his father's office. He entered the dimly lit room and noticed his older brothers Sonny and Fredo sitting on the couch.