Description: Schön's vacation is interrupted by Farfarello.

caesura \sih-ZHUR-uh; -ZUR-\ , noun;
plural caesuras or caesurae \sih-ZHUR-ee; -ZUR-ee\:
1. A break or pause in a line of verse, usually occurring in the middle of a line, and indicated in scanning by a double vertical line; for example, "The proper study || of mankind is man" [Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man].
2. Any break, pause, or interruption.

"Finally! A break from it all," Schön said, stretching towards the sky above the picturesque beach. It wasn't overly crowded or too hot. Perfect. She slipped out of her robe, enjoying the leers from the men and the jealous glares from the women. She found a flat spot in the sand and spread out her blanket from her large, woven beach bag.

She laid in the warm rays for three minutes, then her cell phone chimed. She made an angry grunt and answered it. "Hell, you know I'm on vacation."

"I'm sorry, but I have to interrupt it. Farfarello has traveled out there. He's at the same resort. I want you to watch out, and try to find out what he's up to."

"He so ugly. Why is he following me?"

"I don't know, but get to work and be careful," Hell warned.

"I will," Schön said, before hanging up. She glanced around the beach, but didn't see the one-eyed, scarred Irishman. Still, she knew he was good at hiding and ambushing targets.

She shrugged and laid back on the blanket. She had a small handgun in her bag, so if the maniac showed up, she'd give him what he deserved. One thing she refused to do: let any member of Schwarz ruin her vacation.

"That's it, relax, you treacherous woman. I'll certainly teach you all sorts of lessons tonight," Farfarello mumbled from the safety of Schön's hotel room, overlooking the beach. He'd already ransacked her belongs. All he was waiting for was the call.

When his cell phone jangled he answered it, hands trembling. On the other end Crawford said, "You now have my permission to take care of Schön. Enjoy."

"Oh, I will," Farfarello gloated. "Are the other filthy women taken care of?"

"I took care of Tot and Nagi handled Neu earlier today. It was easer that way. Schuldig has to finish his work with Hell, and then we'll move on towards attacking Weiss."

"Good." Farfarello said and hung up.