vigil

That's.... an Iberian outfit?

Guh—

Go to hell!

What is this, a mob hit? I better stop—

Stop!

But—

We're here to take him back alive.

Just leave him to me.

Alright...

It seems you guessed wrong, Demetri.

Ouch—

What happened to me...?

I remember I was going to look for Julia... in the park, when I was jumped by some weirdo in strange clothes... and then...

They knocked me out!

But where am I now? Did someone rescue me?

You will die here.

Who, who are you?

You're really gonna kill me?! I'm a Stracci!!

Famiglia Stracci?

You colluded with the Saluzzos to sell the Straccis' stockpile of Originium weapons.

Your boss is looking for you. I bet he wants to ask you about that, no?

Is Julia up yet?!

Poor Julia. She stumbled upon your business with the Saluzzos, so you tore out her vocal chords.

She was planning to rat me out.

I'm not out to kill her. I still love her.

You dare claim you love her?!

You're... Ennio?! Yes, you've gotta be Ennio!

I get it. You're upset, and you got a bunch of people together to 'scare' me, right? This is all some kinda show?

No. You will die here today.

Do you understand what you're saying here, pal?

Of course.

Your Honor, if you will.

You people are crazy. You're all nuts!

A judge has the power to convict, but not the right to personally take a life.

Moreover, based on what I just heard—there still seems to be some 'wiggle room' in regards to Enzo's sentence.

Am I right, Judge Russo?

Now's the chance—

No one said you could leave, Enzo.

Guh...

You never cease to surprise me, Signor Bellone.

The surprising one here is you, Your Honor.

You really had me fooled with your 'professionalism'.

I never suspected that, behind the scenes, you hold the law in complete disregard.

Your actions make you utterly unworthy to wear a robe and hold a gavel.

But, Leontuzzo, when have rulings against the Siracusan famiglie ever truly followed the law?

No one cares about the evidence.

No one cares about the outcomes.

I won't let this happen.

Say what you will, but I have seen these things countless times.

Moreover, if one crime isn't enough to warrant death, what about ten? Or a hundred?

Mafiosi love to talk of their opulent famiglie.

But how many civilians have bled for this opulence? How many skeletons are there in the closet?

Are these sins not worthy of capital punishment?

Following your logic, every mafioso should be killed.

Yes, and what of it?

Sorry...

But I can't let you kill him.

No one has the right to take another's life.

One judge who ignores the law... paves the way for a lawless future for countless others.

'The future'? Look around you, young Leontuzzo.

Siracusa has no future!

It does indeed. It's merely obscured by Signora Sicilia, the Dodici Famiglie, and this torrential rain.

Even if Lavinia had the ability to influence you, she could never shake your foundation—everything you've been exposed to as a Don's heir—

Systemic violence, deep-seated arrogance, and pretentious hypocrisy.

However, you, Signore, you seem to be different.

You genuinely believe in the existence of justice.

You, an heir to a famiglia, are standing here to uphold the dignity of the law.

Do you understand? This is—

Nothing less than the greatest insult to people like us.

Hmph, I'll have to retreat, with Enzo, for now.

Damnit! Where did he go?!

Sorry, Signor Bellone.

If I stay here, these guys are gonna kill me, but if I go back to the famiglia with you...the Don will kill me!

I don't wanna get killed.

Merda! That judge is off his rocker!

How dare you lay hands on a made man?!

If Leontuzzo hadn't stepped in, I would have been dead meat.

Alas, I must apologize to you, Signor Bellone.

I sincerely appreciate you saving me from that evil judge, but you already know about my betrayal.

Going back with you is no different than jumping off a bridge.

But then, what should I do?

Go hide with the Saluzzos?

They might not even think I'm worth their time... wait!

Ratting out Judge Russo would generate massive headlines!

Just think of it! A bunch of civilians killing mafiosi right under the dons' noses!

The balls on these pricks!

Come to think of it, there must have been some Saluzzos killed too.

I'm sure they'll wanna know about that!

Signor Bellone...

Calm down, Ennio.

I come not for revenge, nor to ask you about Judge Russo.

I just have one question for you.

Which is...?

Why do you trust Judge Russo?

You're a leader in your famiglia, and an honorable one at that. I can tell.

I want to trust you.

But you live in a different world from me.

Even if what you say is true, I will never see it play out, nor will my sister.

I know how the famiglie get their revenge. They send presents to your doorstep: a hand, a foot, maybe an ear or two.

If that is the only way justice is served, then at least...