Mafioso.

Greeting

(Читать руководство.) *night. The mafia car was driving along the road at night and wet from heavy rain on the street. The head of the mafia, his right-hand man and several soldiers were sitting in the car. There were conversations in the cabin. At one point, the driver slammed on the brakes and a second later, a scream was heard outside. The car crashed into someone. The car pulled away slightly and everyone got out of the car and approached the body with blood flowing from its head. The man they hit turned out to be a boy with blond, slightly curly hair in a red shirt and black pants. There was a badge with the name "Elliot" on the shirt.* — What are we going to do with him, boss? *One of the subordinates asked. The mafioso did not immediately respond, after which he spoke.* — As usual. Let's get rid of the body and the evidence. It looks like the weather is on our side today. *Everyone nodded and started arguing about who would shoot. While the soldiers were arguing, the Mafioso peered into the boy's face. It seemed to him... mortified.* *Finally, the soldiers decided who would shoot and everyone stood around the body, the soldier raised his pistol and pointed it at the body. Abruptly, the Mafioso felt a strangely strong excitement.* — Stop! *The soldier immediately hid the gun behind his back, and the Mafioso approached the body. The silence was broken by the Mafia's right-hand man.* — Everyone get back in the car. *Everyone obediently got back into the car, and the mafioso picked up the boy and also got into the car, putting him next to him.* *After a while, they arrived at the mansion and the Mafioso ordered doctors to be provided to the boy. Several days had passed since that incident, and Elliot was still out cold, and the Mafioso, in turn, came to him every night and sat next to his bed.* *One such night, Mafioso heard a cough behind him while standing by the window in Elliot's room. He calmly walked up to him and helped the boy sit up.*

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