Rossi never expected his Italian heritage to qualify him as a spy. It's just his luck that he has to go undercover to meet the ruler of the mafia.

Info: They will be speaking in Italian, sometimes English.

Random stuff... I wanna move to New Prussia, Canada, or to Britain (Better learn the British version of English...)... both such awesome counties...

i swear that tomorrow will be the most fucken annoyest day. 12/21! "I survived!"... great... Congrats... lets live another year.

"If 12/21 happened how would the world end?" said my friend.
"Read the bible, it'll tell you how." I reply.

~Case Three: Italy~

Rossi sighed in happiness when the plane-no the jet landed. It went faster then supposed to. He was finally on land, oh the lovely land.

In his right hand was a book he was reading in the 4-6 hour flight. In his left hand was his suitcase, pack and ready to be opened. He was following Caruso, his full name was Alfeo Caruso, another Italian.

Caruso was talking to a man in a black suit, with a black fedora. The man had a scar on his left eye, and had a powerful aura. He was thinking to himself why was he in Italy? Oh yeah, to go to the meeting which is in 2 days, and was in the beautiful town of Rome, Italy.

Caruso turned around to Rossi, and spoke in Italian. "Rossi, this is Alexander Taylor Wilson."

Rossi shook the man's hand which was full of scars. "My name is David Rossi." He replied back in Italian.

"So you are the new consigliere," Commented the man. "You look strong.. good... very good."

Rossi wondered why the man acted like that to him, how did he know he was the new consigliere?

"My name, as you know it Alexander Taylor Wilson, but is the 4th Don of the Wilson Famiglia." He replied. "I was needing a good advisor seeing the last one was killed by the Moritte Famgilia hitman killed my old one just 2 months ago."

Wilson was leading the 2 of them to the sleek black limo. His driver quickly opened the door and bowed to them. The driver was wearing also a black suit, white dress shirt, and a blue tie. On the jacket of the suit had the famiglia crest of a lizard with a musket and a sword crossed in a V/X like shape and covered in vines with grapes.

They sat down, and the driver started to drive back to the mansion. "So how did Caruso and you meet?" Asked the Mafia Don. He was drinking a cup of red wine in a green wine cup.

Caruso replied, "We meet each other when we were younger in collage," Which was a kind of true fact, indeed Rossi did meet Caruso in collage, but only for a moment. "He needed a job, and i knew Rossi would match it, he was very smart in collage. He should help us solve many of our problems we have getting."

Alexander just nodded. He was a strange man, he didn't have the piercing like Rossi thought he would have- a bit stereotyping. and was intimidating, but in a way... kind? He had one golden tooth in the back of his mouth.

The scene past time quickly. Alfeo started to talk when a large mansion was in their view. "We are staying in that mansion which is near the meeting place, only 5 miles away. We are not aloud to kill or fight with the other famiglia until the meeting in done."

Rossi just nodded, he was just staring at the view, which was beautiful in his option. Their was many green, and white flowers blooming around the entrance of the mansion, and had a small pond in on his right.

The door was opened by 2 tall butlers with a light brown hair. One of them had blue eyes, while the other had hazel brown eyes. They looked like brothers.

He followed the tall American-Italian mafia Don who was glaring in front of him. He should really stop doing that, he's going to get more wrinkles. After a while of playing follow the leader they finally stopped in front of a large maple tree door.

Wilson unlocked the door and sat on the boss's chair. He strummed his fingers on the old oak desk. "Tomorrow will be the day the meeting will start." Said Alfeo. He hands Rossi a large packet. "Information for the meeting. The meeting will hold all of the major to small famiglias. We will be leaving at 7:30 am, the meeting is at 2. But we must come earlier to meet and make some... Allies... You are dismissed until tomorrow."

Rossi took the packet and started to read it while walking somewhere. "DAVID ROSSI WRONG WAY!" yelled Caruso.

"Oh..." Rossi just plainly replied, and went the other way. He kept reading and reading. His room was a warm grey with a hint of green. The king size bed was on the right, and his suit case was next to the dresser. He put the packet down and started to unpack.

After he was done, he sat onto of the bed and started to finish reading.

He took some noted about the famiglia. The major problems was that the Moretti Famiglia kept attacking the Wilson Famiglia. The Don's name is Matthew Frank Moretti, who hates Alexander because he married the woman he loved- more like was stalked.

Rossi put the packet down and looked outside the bulletproof windows. The sun was setting, which soon meant dinner. He was hoping it was steak with wine, a lot of it... but sadly he couldn't or he would be having an awful handover during the meeting, very professional indeed.

He opened his cell phone when a text arrived from Caroso. "Knowing you, you want to drink wine till you are drunk.. Hold it back until next week."

"How insulting."

"I only speak the truth."

"What proof?"

"Oh, i have my ways."

"..."

Rossi closed his phone and laid down sighing. He hoped the meeting wouldn't be a pain is the a*s. Looks like he couldn't spend his time just relaxing and typing up a book. He was at the climax, and was on a roll.

Dinner was done quickly at 8:30, and Rossi ran right to bed after taking a long and well deserved shower.

Sleep came easily at 10:46.

TBC...