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Recon complete. No hostiles sighted.

The route map they gave us sure is nifty. We actually managed to get here first without any real obstacles along the way.

All the tech used in the new city's design comes from Columbia.

It has lots of functionality that none of the mafiosi ever understood.

For example, the road leading directly to the control tower will be blocked off after we pass through.

They've also managed to block other intersections with various methods.

Not to mention, what we saw along the way.

The conflicts between the famiglie have been spreading. At this point, even if any of them wanted to attack the control tower, another famiglia would get in the way.

Most importantly, they'd never expect us to take it from right under their noses.

That's right. However, it's too soon to rest on our laurels.

The Bellones, Rossatis, and Saluzzos. Those three famiglie will never give up the secondary core area. They will definitely make an appearance.

With me and Texas here, you've got nothing to worry about.

Sorry, I wasn't trying to get you dragged into this mess.

I chose to do this.

Same here! And in exchange, I'll need you to tell me where I can get the best pizza!

Deal.

You said the tech here comes from Columbia.

That's right. Famiglia Rossati laid most of the groundwork, so I'm a little concerned they'll have some way of breaking through.

If there's one place they have no choice but to pass through, where would that be?

Something's not right here.

You feel it too?

It has something to do with the other famiglie getting in the way, but...

While it's possible that big gate over there might've been activated accidentally...

We've been taking detours for a while now, and I'm pretty sure these blockades were set here on purpose.

In other words... someone's one step ahead of us?

Yes, and they also happen to be very familiar with the area.

And only the Rossatis fit that bill.

The only other possibility would be those who helped in the conversion of the secondary core area.

Let's not worry about who it could be for now.

How do we break through?

I can give it a try. One of my soldiers should know how.

We're wasting too much time.

And...

If someone really set this up on purpose, they'll definitely have a backup plan.

I know what you're going to say.

Even though we haven't had the most fun partnering here, we're about to the part where our agreement formally ends.

Guess so.

You know, in a sense, we're brothers in misfortune.

We have nothing in common.

Am I wrong though?

I can already tell that you're a guy with a smart look to him, but you're actually a complete idiot, loyal to a fault. Same as me.

Don't bother trying to talk yourself up like that. Nobody's buying it.

I'm not looking for excuses here. I know what I'm doing, and I don't regret it.

But if what you said is true and your boss was the one who set all of this in motion, you're probably gonna find yourself standing against your own fratelli.

Are you prepared to do what you've gotta do?

Will you really get what you're looking for?

How about you? Did you get what you were looking for?

No, I've got a guilty conscience, but there's nothing I can do about it.

Your Honor, I found the control tower technicians hiding in one of the rooms.

They want to talk to you.

Deal.

You're... a judge?!

Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you.

I'm not here on behalf of any famiglia, or Signora Sicilia.

Then who are you here for?

Right now, no one.

Alright...

As long as you don't hurt us, we should be able to help you.

I want to ask you something first.

What?

Who told you to start the separation sequence of the secondary core area? Was it a mafioso from Famiglia Bellone?

He said he was the don of Famiglia Bellone, Bernardo.

It really was you... Bernardo.

Did you have to do this all for the sake of your so-called power?

He also asked me if I had ever imagined what Siracusa would look like without famiglie.

What did you say...?

Up ahead is the central facility that controls that gate, isn't it?

Yeah.

Then—

Life keeps bringing us together, doesn't it? Cellinia.

That's right. Only one of us can walk out of this alive.

Lavinia...? The judge?

Yeah.

We followed your instructions and not to break through right away. We took some detours and nabbed ourselves a government guy. That's what he told us.

She's already taken the control tower.

I have to admit, no famiglia would've thought such an insignificant judge could pull off something like that with just a few paper pushers.

But, even if she managed to stall those famiglie with her funny business, what good will it do, in the end?

Boss, bad news!

Out with it.

It's Lappland! She suddenly showed up at the estate and started chopping up our boys! She's making her way over to you!

Stop her.

You got it!

Lappland, you sure have gotten good at killing.

Back in the day, you would've taken a lot longer and picked up a few more scars on your way here.

You haven't changed at all. You don't even bat an eye at your own boys getting killed.

What's the point in crying over some incompetent associates?

What about an incompetent child? Oh, spiacente, I almost forgot that for you, there's no basically difference between an associate and your own child.

You know what I hate more than anything else, ragazza? Incompetent idiots who are also obedient.

I've been waiting a long time for you, ever since you came back home.

Waiting for you to bare your fangs at me.

And now, that time has finally come.

Tell me, figlia mia. All these years, what is it that has made you like this? What made you disobey me, rebel against me time and time again?

Speak up, so I can discipline you.

Upon hearing Alberto's words, Lappland cracks a smile.

However, she lowers the weapons in her hands.

For the longest time, I've been thinking if I should try rubbing you out.

Oh?

Surely, killing your own father isn't something that would give you a moment's hesitation.

It's not the act that I'm conflicted over, more the meaning of it.

The meaning? A woman like you cares to go searching for meaning in things?