judge

Our job is just to stop you from finding her.

I knew you'd be back.

My dear little Luna.

Come, let's talk. About your padre.

What are you talking about...?

Did you really think the Saluzzos would leave things be?

All of us detest the Bellones. And you. And Rubio.

So you devised this scheme to threaten me, with Luna as a hostage?

Threaten?

*tsk* *tsk* I see you still don't know us well enough, Signorina.

We know people like you. We could kill someone you love right before your eyes, and you wouldn't even consider revenge.

So more... unusual methods are required.

Our little Luna should be with Teresa by now.

You mean—

You dare—?!

Haha. Bingo, Your Honor.

I don't get it. How?

How can you talk about padre's death so lightly?

Because life and death are everyday matters for us.

One day you're telling a joke, and the next you're gone forever.

You get used to it.

I don't want to.

Then you might just join the ones who disappear for good.

That gunshot may have caused some misconceptions, and you might have thought your father died a hero.

But give it a few days, months, years—will anyone actually remember what he did?

The sound of the rain silences everything, eventually.

Lavinia said she'll remember, and some other people too. That's enough.

And you believe her?

If you really, truly do—if you don't doubt her at all... then why did you come to me?

You <i>do</i> have doubts, don't you?

Even if Rubio's wish can come true, how much time will it take?

Can you afford to wait that long?

Or perhaps I should be asking: Are you willing to wait, my dear?

I—

Let's be serious, ragazzina.

You don't actually understand what Rubio was talking about.

You don't care either. How could you, at your age?

Honestly, shouldn't the target of your hate be our dear judge instead?

She lied to you.

About being patient. That what Rubio said could come true. I mean, consider this... what if <i>she</i> was the one who made him do all that in the first place?

How much more blood will be spilled on the streets, all for our righteous lady of justice's ideals?

I won't let you talk about her that way!

But you <i>do</i> have doubts, no?

Let's make a deal then, shall we?

I'll hand over your father's corpse to Signorina Lavinia.

We only ask that you put in some nice words for us in any subsequent court hearings.

Rubio killed himself. Saluzzo had nothing to do with his suicide.

...Just how much do you have to belittle mio padre and Lavinia until you're satisfied?

Belittle? I'm just stating the facts.

I mean, do you not loathe your father for leaving you behind?

You're wrong—

I do hate him for dying on his own and leaving me behind.

But I also know I should hate you guys even more.

The famiglia who drove him to his death!!!

Luna rips her backpack open to grab her hidden crossbow, and aims it at Teresa.

Teresa meets the cold crossbow bolt with a smile.

From the very start... you planned to lure Luna into killing Teresa.

Are you people mad?! Willingly sending one of your own to die?!

Mad? Us?

To us, Rubio was the madman.

He dragged us all down for his insane, impossible fantasy.

You don't know the first thing about Segretario Rubio!

You're right, we have no idea what he was talking about. But we do know how to deal with people like you.

Relax, we have no plans to rub you out. But you better not get any ideas about finding the girl either.

Just sit tight here till it's all over, and then we can go get Teresa's body.

Why?! Is Teresa that willing to throw her life away?!

She was pretty unlucky to be Rubio's subordinate.

But when she dies, her brother and their useless father will get to live.

And she'll bring glory to the famiglia.

If everything goes nicely, little Luna may even be able to fill her shoes in future. Wouldn't that be nice?

Luna is innocent!

You had Bellone backing you in the past so we could only turn a blind eye to your antics.

But the Bellones are history now. Old Bernado's dead. So did you really think we'd just let you do as you please?

You were the main target all along.

So if you want to blame someone, Signorina, blame yourself. You shouldn't have taken her in. A truly terrible decision.

Out of my way—

*tsk* Truly a judge who strikes fear in the famiglie's hearts. Can't underestimate your combat prowess.

A shame you're here alone.

And what if she has backup?

What—?

Lavinia, are you alright?

Leon?!

Why, if it isn't Nuova Volsinii's very own celebrity, Signor Leontuzzo.

Or should I call you Representative Leontuzzo now?

Whatever you want.

How did you—

I heard you were planning to pick up Rubio's body, so I placed some people here to keep an eye out.

Go, Lavinia. I have a rough idea of what's going on, so leave it to me. The girl...

Only you can save her.

Leontuzzo. What difference does it make, you being here?

I came prepared, of course.

*tch* So Texas is here too...

Stop them!

This way.

Grazie.

The crossbow bolt nails Teresa's clothes down.

Luna's eyes are glued to her, but a smile remains on the woman's face.

Pretty good shot. You must have pictured this moment in your head so many times, huh?

Shut up.

If only you could see yourself now, my dear.