Post by anthony adriano valentino on May 27, 2012 23:13:00 GMT -6
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 the basics FULL NAME anthony adriano valentino AGE & DOB thirty | june fourteenth nineteen eighty two HOMETOWN brooklyn, new york ETHNICITY italian (father) and french (mother) LANGUAGES SPOKEN english, italian, spanish, french, russian, and a bit of portuguese SEXUAL ORIENTATION heterosexual HAIR COLOR dark brown EYE COLOR dark brown HEIGHT & WEIGHT five foot nine | one hundred seventy pounds DISTINGUISHING MARKS one scar right beneath his last rib on the left side of his rib cage is mirrored on his back - very clearly from a bullet, a second, a graze from a bullet on the inside of his right calf, about midway up. he has a series of other scars of varying ages and sizes along his chest, and his arms from his job, none of which are very noticeable. permanently inked on his back is:  LIKES/DISLIKES likes cigarettes women fast cars harley davidson swimming tattoos running on the beach poker german shepherds expensive wine dislikes being called tony poor restaurant service waiting in long lines horse racing hospitals laziness running late funerals being sick bad haircuts a lack of loyalty in others STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES strengths gun handling, quick learner, bar tending, driving, self-assured, humorous, mathematics weaknesses women, cigarettes, a little too aggressive at times, arrogant, art SECRETS shortly after anthony's birth to charlotte dubois, his mother abandoned him at the hospital and disappeared. while he has had no luck finding the woman who gave birth to him, he does still try as he wants to know why she left him and his father; was it really just finding out that the man she had been with was part of the mafia, or was there more to it? a year and a half after arriving in valkyrie, going on the ripe, young age of twenty three, anthony married his semi-serious girlfriend of one year, shortly after she had told him she was pregnant. however, six months after his daughter (his entire world, as she soon became) was born, mother and daughter were killed in a car wreck that was suspected to be a hit from a rival gang, though it was never proven. this still haunts anthony, and it prevents him from desiring any serious intimate relationships even seven years later. | in depth |
PERSONALITY
anthony is, overall, a friendly guy to be around. those who met him outside of the giovanni family wouldn't have the slightest clue that he was a high ranking member of a notorious crime group. he has a good sense of humor and he is quite the charmer when it comes to women. he loves to have a good time, and he doesn't enjoy being overly serious. his reasoning? he has to be serious when he's working, and he really doesn't enjoy being serious all of the time. when the time calls for it, anthony can aim well and shoot straight, and he's not afraid to put those who need it in their place, at least within his career. he has often been called ferocious within the work force, and it is known that anthony valentino will not show mercy when someone slips up. his slip up had caused him to be imprisioned for three years, and he was not going to be imprisoned again for someone else's mistakes. he loves driving too fast in 2012 ashen gray camaro zl1 or on his 2012 blue harley sportster iron 883, and, if his choice of favorite vehicles did not make it obvious, he's a little ostentatious. he likes having the best of the best, and he works hard to make sure that he does.
FAMILY LIFE
anthony was raised single handedly by his father, a man who was well known throughout the new york sector of the giovanni crime family. he had an excellent relationship with his father, and from a young age he craved to follow in his footsteps. his father had taught him that success was important - it was essential that he made something of himself and he was not a lazy bum. therefore, anthony did his best to excel at school, he was very intelligent, even though it was not something he truly enjoyed. abandoned by his mother shortly after birth, anthony does crave to know who she is and why she left, and whether or not he cares to admit it, her abandonment has affected him psychologically. he strives to become someone that his father will be proud of (though dante is already proud of him) as well as somebody that others will want to have around. dante was an encouraging, yet tough father. he wanted his son to be the best that he could be, and so far, anthony has not let him down. even throughout his arrest, dante was there, trying to help him out.
PARENTS/SIBLINGS
dante leandro valentino | father | fifty-six | giovanni caporegime (new york)
dante and anthony were actually fairly close while anthony was growing up without a mother. as he admired his only parent, anthony began helping out with his father's business at a young age, which, led to his arrest in new york at the age of eighteen. though he chose to leave new york, anthony and his father speak at least twice a week, even if it is only a brief phone call.
charlotte grace dubois | fifty | mother | unknown
anthony's relationship with charlotte was only about nine months long, and for those nine months, anthony was growing inside her womb. dante had been dating charlotte off and on for about three years when she became pregnant with anthony. shortly before he was due, she discovered what dante's occupation was, and he wasn't the construction worker he said he was. after giving birth to anthony three weeks later, she left him at the hospital, and gave the nurses dante's number and disappeared, and to this day neither dante nor anthony have been able to locate her.
dante and anthony were actually fairly close while anthony was growing up without a mother. as he admired his only parent, anthony began helping out with his father's business at a young age, which, led to his arrest in new york at the age of eighteen. though he chose to leave new york, anthony and his father speak at least twice a week, even if it is only a brief phone call.
charlotte grace dubois | fifty | mother | unknown
anthony's relationship with charlotte was only about nine months long, and for those nine months, anthony was growing inside her womb. dante had been dating charlotte off and on for about three years when she became pregnant with anthony. shortly before he was due, she discovered what dante's occupation was, and he wasn't the construction worker he said he was. after giving birth to anthony three weeks later, she left him at the hospital, and gave the nurses dante's number and disappeared, and to this day neither dante nor anthony have been able to locate her.
HISTORY
june fourteenth, nineteen eighty two, three eleven in the morning. the wails of a newborn could be heard across the maternity ward, and a few nurses had flocked to see charlotte dubois' newborn baby boy. when she had arrived only four hours ago in labor, she had mentioned a boyfriend but he was nowhere in sight and hadn't been throughout her four hours of agony. three twenty-two, the nurses were called to another soon-to-be mother, and charlotte quickly collected her belongings and silently left. when returning to check on her, they found the room empty, as the unnamed baby had been taken shortly before charlotte's departure for some tests to make sure he was as healthy as his cries had led them to believe. all that was found was a note left on the bedside stand, scrawled very hastily that read "dante valentino 347-851-1652".
waking up to the sound of a ringing telephone wasn't that unusual for dante valentino seeing as he worked for as member of a well-known organized crime family in brooklyn and was asked, or more accurately told, to do many odd things and even odder hours, however what was on the other end of the receiver took him by surprise for the first time that night. on his way to the hospital, he called charlotte over and over, and by the time she actually answered, he has lost count of how many times he had actually dialed her number. she informed him that the child was his, and she wanted nothing to do with either one of them. this did not entirely surprise dante, as just three weeks prior, he had gone down on one knee and asked his on-again-off-again girlfriend of three years to marry him, so they could be a proper family. however, less than five minutes after their engagement began, it had ended when dante admitted that he was not the construction worker with a family fortune that he claimed to be - he was actually a member of the giovanni crime family that had been located within new york, and it was clear that she was less than happy to hear this news.
growing up, anthony always seemed to have the best. he always had the newest and most expensive toys, he attended the best private catholic school in manhattan, and when he turned sixteen, he was allowed his choice of any new car he wanted - he chose a brand new black corvette, and his father got the windows tinted black, similar to all of his vehicles. having the best did seem to cause anthony to become slightly self-centered, and to this day he still has a bit of an arrogant attitude at times, though it is often overlooked due to his sense of humor, and for many women, his good looks. it could be argued, however, that his father's attitude is what caused anthony to have the egoistic side that he does, as his father was also an attractive man, and he knew it...much like anthony.
by the age of four, anthony absolutely adored his father, and wanted to do everything that dante did whenever he got the chance. however, dante's job prevented him from behing with anthony as much as either one of them would have liked; it was found that danted loved being a father. when it was possible, anthony tagged along with his father to work, but there were some times that it was just far too dangerous, and he was left with a nanny that dante had hired. anthony loved doing what he could to make the nanny's life difficult, so he would have a better chance at being allowed to go with his father. once, when he was six years old, anthony found his way to the top of his father's three-story roof (to this day nobody is sure how he did it), and threatened to jump off of it if his nanny did not take him to see his daddy. dante came home shortly after receiving the call, unable to do more than shake his head and laugh when he saw his determined child standing on the roof. anthony, however, was unable to reverse his steps, and they ended up calling the fire department to get the young valentino off of the roof.
anthony's personality did not change much as he grew older. he was still stubborn, he was still determined to get his way, and he still admired his father. at fifteen, he discovered why his father enjoyed the company of women as much as he did, and he became the player that he is well known for today, though psychologists would argue it was due to the loss of an important female figure in his life at a young age. perhaps both played a role in his love of women. at sixteen, he was running drug deals for his father, and he kept doing this until his arrest at the age of eighteen.
many know about anthony's arrest, even though he had been nearly three thousand miles away when it happened, but news seemed to travel fast in these families. he was a son of a giovanni crime family member, and when he stumbled across the giovannis in valykrie, it was as though there was no distance between new york and california. what happened, you ask? anthony had been working for his father, though he was not a member of the giovanni family at the time. he was on the streets, and he had been dealing drugs to those his father knew well. some kept the drugs for themselves, others bought them and sold them to others for a higher price than they paid. to make a long story short, anthony slipped up - a mistake he swears he will only make once. he was sloppy, and left the evidence needed to lock him up for three years. it was there he learned that he had to be merciless when business called.
within a week after his release from prison, anthony and his father decided that he needed to get out of new york - the police would only continue to search for dirt on him, his father, and the giovanni family, and that simmply would not do. anthony packed up his bags, and headed for california, assuming there was no better place to go than the opposite side of the country. he had intended to go to a university, and possibly go to medical school; he had grown up with money, and he wanted to continue his living his life the way he had throughout his whole life. yes, his father left him with money to take to california, but he did not want to spend his life living off of what his father had earned. while intelligent, he seemed to lack motivation in classes, and started dealing again, making his money - and spending it - quickly. this was how he stumbled acoss the giovannis, as he unknowingly ventured into their territory, and though there was a brief moment he was concerned for his life, the misunderstanding was quickly worked out, especially when the cappo he met recognized his father's name. an invitation was extended, and later, with a few other recruits, he went through the ritual that his father had years before to become a member of the giovanni crime family. anthony proved to be an excellent soldier, and moved his way up through the ranks. he kept his good humor throughout his work, however when it was needed, he proved to be merciless. it was said that al capone was an excellent friend, and a wonderful man to be around, until he was crossed. anthony proved to be quite similar.
it did not take long for anthony to settle into his life in valkrie, and much like in new york, he loved the women. he seldom had lasting relationships, and never anything he consider serious. not until he met sophia layne bramson. the curvy red haired beauty caught his attention like not other woman had before, however he tried not to let it control him, however it turned into the most serious relationship anthony had. sophia, however, seemed to grow distant with him after they had been together for nearly a year. and then finally she told him...she was pregnant. it was not something she had wanted, and something that absolutely terrified him, but he convinced her to keep the baby. it seemed as though she resented him for it, and she quickly became cold towards him. he tried to do everything he could, and eventually he got down on one knee and asked her to marry him two months in to her pregnancy. she agreed, but it seemed as though it was more of a duty on both ends. after nine long, tense months, adalina rose bramson-valentino was born, and she quickly became the center of anthony's world. much like his father, it turned out that he loved being a father. as he grew closer to adalina, he seemed to grow further from sophia. this pattern continued until one dreadful day about six months after adalina's birth. it was about two in the afternoon, and he had been in a meeting with the men who provided the guns that he ran for his family when he received a phone call that changed his life. his wife and daughter had been killed in a car wreck, both killed on impact when a semi truck collided head first with the mercedes benz he had bought sophia. oddly enough, there was no driver to be found in the semi. with this news, he and the family suspected foul play, although it was never proven.
anthony mourned for quite some time, and understandably so. he eventually began to start seeing other women, however it was never anything more than a one night stand, and he seemed to vanish before the sun came up. regardless of the conditions that the one night stand began under, anthony was always careful. he was not ready for another child, not after the sudden loss of his adalina, nor did he want to have a child with a woman he hardly knew. being with a woman for a year had proven to be difficult enough when a child came into their lives. after a couple years, anthony's sex life slowed down to a normal rate, though he was still an incredible flirt and rarely turned down an opportunity for more.
after that point in his life, there were few significant markers in anthony's life. he continued moving up the ranks in the giovanni crime family. he proved to be a good friend to those who could call him friend, and a loyal member of the family. this never seemed to change. one thing people seem to notice about anthony is the aged appearance he takes on - he appears to be much older than thirty. he, along with those close to him, blames this on the loss of his family.
[/td][/tr]waking up to the sound of a ringing telephone wasn't that unusual for dante valentino seeing as he worked for as member of a well-known organized crime family in brooklyn and was asked, or more accurately told, to do many odd things and even odder hours, however what was on the other end of the receiver took him by surprise for the first time that night. on his way to the hospital, he called charlotte over and over, and by the time she actually answered, he has lost count of how many times he had actually dialed her number. she informed him that the child was his, and she wanted nothing to do with either one of them. this did not entirely surprise dante, as just three weeks prior, he had gone down on one knee and asked his on-again-off-again girlfriend of three years to marry him, so they could be a proper family. however, less than five minutes after their engagement began, it had ended when dante admitted that he was not the construction worker with a family fortune that he claimed to be - he was actually a member of the giovanni crime family that had been located within new york, and it was clear that she was less than happy to hear this news.
growing up, anthony always seemed to have the best. he always had the newest and most expensive toys, he attended the best private catholic school in manhattan, and when he turned sixteen, he was allowed his choice of any new car he wanted - he chose a brand new black corvette, and his father got the windows tinted black, similar to all of his vehicles. having the best did seem to cause anthony to become slightly self-centered, and to this day he still has a bit of an arrogant attitude at times, though it is often overlooked due to his sense of humor, and for many women, his good looks. it could be argued, however, that his father's attitude is what caused anthony to have the egoistic side that he does, as his father was also an attractive man, and he knew it...much like anthony.
by the age of four, anthony absolutely adored his father, and wanted to do everything that dante did whenever he got the chance. however, dante's job prevented him from behing with anthony as much as either one of them would have liked; it was found that danted loved being a father. when it was possible, anthony tagged along with his father to work, but there were some times that it was just far too dangerous, and he was left with a nanny that dante had hired. anthony loved doing what he could to make the nanny's life difficult, so he would have a better chance at being allowed to go with his father. once, when he was six years old, anthony found his way to the top of his father's three-story roof (to this day nobody is sure how he did it), and threatened to jump off of it if his nanny did not take him to see his daddy. dante came home shortly after receiving the call, unable to do more than shake his head and laugh when he saw his determined child standing on the roof. anthony, however, was unable to reverse his steps, and they ended up calling the fire department to get the young valentino off of the roof.
anthony's personality did not change much as he grew older. he was still stubborn, he was still determined to get his way, and he still admired his father. at fifteen, he discovered why his father enjoyed the company of women as much as he did, and he became the player that he is well known for today, though psychologists would argue it was due to the loss of an important female figure in his life at a young age. perhaps both played a role in his love of women. at sixteen, he was running drug deals for his father, and he kept doing this until his arrest at the age of eighteen.
many know about anthony's arrest, even though he had been nearly three thousand miles away when it happened, but news seemed to travel fast in these families. he was a son of a giovanni crime family member, and when he stumbled across the giovannis in valykrie, it was as though there was no distance between new york and california. what happened, you ask? anthony had been working for his father, though he was not a member of the giovanni family at the time. he was on the streets, and he had been dealing drugs to those his father knew well. some kept the drugs for themselves, others bought them and sold them to others for a higher price than they paid. to make a long story short, anthony slipped up - a mistake he swears he will only make once. he was sloppy, and left the evidence needed to lock him up for three years. it was there he learned that he had to be merciless when business called.
within a week after his release from prison, anthony and his father decided that he needed to get out of new york - the police would only continue to search for dirt on him, his father, and the giovanni family, and that simmply would not do. anthony packed up his bags, and headed for california, assuming there was no better place to go than the opposite side of the country. he had intended to go to a university, and possibly go to medical school; he had grown up with money, and he wanted to continue his living his life the way he had throughout his whole life. yes, his father left him with money to take to california, but he did not want to spend his life living off of what his father had earned. while intelligent, he seemed to lack motivation in classes, and started dealing again, making his money - and spending it - quickly. this was how he stumbled acoss the giovannis, as he unknowingly ventured into their territory, and though there was a brief moment he was concerned for his life, the misunderstanding was quickly worked out, especially when the cappo he met recognized his father's name. an invitation was extended, and later, with a few other recruits, he went through the ritual that his father had years before to become a member of the giovanni crime family. anthony proved to be an excellent soldier, and moved his way up through the ranks. he kept his good humor throughout his work, however when it was needed, he proved to be merciless. it was said that al capone was an excellent friend, and a wonderful man to be around, until he was crossed. anthony proved to be quite similar.
it did not take long for anthony to settle into his life in valkrie, and much like in new york, he loved the women. he seldom had lasting relationships, and never anything he consider serious. not until he met sophia layne bramson. the curvy red haired beauty caught his attention like not other woman had before, however he tried not to let it control him, however it turned into the most serious relationship anthony had. sophia, however, seemed to grow distant with him after they had been together for nearly a year. and then finally she told him...she was pregnant. it was not something she had wanted, and something that absolutely terrified him, but he convinced her to keep the baby. it seemed as though she resented him for it, and she quickly became cold towards him. he tried to do everything he could, and eventually he got down on one knee and asked her to marry him two months in to her pregnancy. she agreed, but it seemed as though it was more of a duty on both ends. after nine long, tense months, adalina rose bramson-valentino was born, and she quickly became the center of anthony's world. much like his father, it turned out that he loved being a father. as he grew closer to adalina, he seemed to grow further from sophia. this pattern continued until one dreadful day about six months after adalina's birth. it was about two in the afternoon, and he had been in a meeting with the men who provided the guns that he ran for his family when he received a phone call that changed his life. his wife and daughter had been killed in a car wreck, both killed on impact when a semi truck collided head first with the mercedes benz he had bought sophia. oddly enough, there was no driver to be found in the semi. with this news, he and the family suspected foul play, although it was never proven.
anthony mourned for quite some time, and understandably so. he eventually began to start seeing other women, however it was never anything more than a one night stand, and he seemed to vanish before the sun came up. regardless of the conditions that the one night stand began under, anthony was always careful. he was not ready for another child, not after the sudden loss of his adalina, nor did he want to have a child with a woman he hardly knew. being with a woman for a year had proven to be difficult enough when a child came into their lives. after a couple years, anthony's sex life slowed down to a normal rate, though he was still an incredible flirt and rarely turned down an opportunity for more.
after that point in his life, there were few significant markers in anthony's life. he continued moving up the ranks in the giovanni crime family. he proved to be a good friend to those who could call him friend, and a loyal member of the family. this never seemed to change. one thing people seem to notice about anthony is the aged appearance he takes on - he appears to be much older than thirty. he, along with those close to him, blames this on the loss of his family.
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YEARS OF EXPERIENCE eight-ish
OTHER CHARACTERS none
HOW'D YOU FIND US? dear ol' google
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turning the keys in the ignition, the brand new camaro zl1 silenced the purring of its engine, windows far too dark to see who was inside, at least until the door opened and a very attractive, dark haired man of average height stepped out of the vehicle. he was dressed in a navy blue, pin striped suit, the shoes along appearing to cost a couple hundred dollars. in his hands he held a large assortment of flowers in every color imaginable. with long steps, he strode into the cemetary, his eyes which were covered by sunglasses locked on the flat tombstone in which an angel lay upon; that was clearly his destination. beside it lay another flat headstone, this one less fancy, and he lay a single rose underneath of stone which read 'sophia layne bramston' before continuing on to the smaller headstone beside it and kneeling, laying the rest of the boquet beside the angel. a sad smile flickered across his face as his fingers traced across the carvings within the stone: adalina rose bramson-valentino. "happy birthday, little girl" he whispered, glad the cemetary was empty. this was the one place he allowed himself to show weakness. it came once a year, always on his adalina's birthday. he could not bear to visit her more than that. even years after the incident that took the two from him, he remembered it as though it had just happened...
he had been in a meeting, discussing the pricing on the guns that he was dealing to other criminals. dark eyes colder than stone, he glared at a large russian man demanding that his prices were to high. hand on his glock, he snarled at the man. you think i'm charging too much? why don't you get your lousy guns elsewhere? i've already docked you ten percent, you ain't getting any more of a cut! before the russian could argue, anthony's phone started to ring. one eye on his uneasy audience, he checked the number, and as he did not recognize it, he rejected the call. so- he was cut short by his phone ringing again, this time the same number. growling in frustration, he pointed the hand gun around the table. nobody is to so much as move while i'm on the phone. he kept his eyes locked on the russian that had been giving him so many difficulties, not dumb enough to trust him for a moment. anthony valentino he answered in an annoyed tone, waiting for the response on the other end, though not expecting what was to come. after a moment, the phone slipped from his hand, and the battery bounced out of it, shock on his face. it was the first time he had lost his composure in a meeting, and he was not one who enjoyed making mistakes. snapping back to reality when the russian reached his hand into his jacket pocket, anthony fired his gun straight through the man's hand and into his chest, where he sat, gasping for breath as the blood quickly seeped through his clothing. i said nobody move! he snarled as he swiftly reassembled his phone, heading towards the door. i want you all back here tomorrow, same time. we're not done. don't show up, you're as good as dead. dialing the number of a good friend, he spoke in rapid italian, not wanting anyone who shouldn't know to know what he had just found out. sophia e adalina erano in un incidente. il veicolo è pari. Sto andando in ospedale e ho bisogno di qualcuno per ripulire ciò che resta della riunione. la riunione è stata riprogrammata.
the tires on his sports car squealed to a stop as he parked in the closest spot to the emergency room enterance, quickly pulling the keys out of the ignition and jogging in, not bothering to close his door behind him. anything being harassed was his least concern. skidding to a stop at the front desk, he repeated what he had been told on the phone. my wife and six month old daughter were hit head on by a semi truck. sophia and adalina bramson-valentino- stopping to gasp for breath, the woman sitting at the desk nodded her head and picked up the phone. anthony didn't hear what she had said into the receiver, but in what seemed like no more than ten seconds later, a man who was clearly a doctor at the hospital had stepped forward, asking anthony to come with him. expecting to be led into a room where his wife and daughter, or at least one of them was, he spun to face the doctor when he led them in to an empty room and closed the door behind them. what the hell is this? where is my adalina? he demanded, dark eyes boring into the man standing across from him in a bloodied lab coat who was clearly nervous with the situation. a last name like valentino did not often go unnoticed. mister valentino, sir, uh, your wife and daughter...well, why don't you sit down? the look that anthony gave made it clear he was not going to sit down, so the doctor continued to stammer nervously. i'm sorry, mister valentino, but they did not survive the accident. drawing his gun, anthony snarled in the same tone he had used earlier with the russian. and you could not save them? you could not save my little girl? you call yourself a doctor?! he must have been louder than he realized, because a close friend of his from the giovanni family broke open the door and distracted anthony before he shot another man that day. the words his friend said were to deaf ears. the truth was sinking in. his family was gone, not that his relationship with his wife had been special. but his little girl, his adalina, was gone. spinning, he punched the wall, a cracking sound coming from his knuckles, though he felt no pain as his friend put an arm around his shoulder and led him out of the room...
anthony blinked twice to keep any tears from falling. his entire world had come crashing down when he heard his little girl was gone, and he missed her dearly, however he could not let weakness show when somebody could be lurking nearby. resting a hand on the angel's back, he murmered in soft italian buon compleanno, il mio angelo. vi vedrò di nuovo un giorno.
he had been in a meeting, discussing the pricing on the guns that he was dealing to other criminals. dark eyes colder than stone, he glared at a large russian man demanding that his prices were to high. hand on his glock, he snarled at the man. you think i'm charging too much? why don't you get your lousy guns elsewhere? i've already docked you ten percent, you ain't getting any more of a cut! before the russian could argue, anthony's phone started to ring. one eye on his uneasy audience, he checked the number, and as he did not recognize it, he rejected the call. so- he was cut short by his phone ringing again, this time the same number. growling in frustration, he pointed the hand gun around the table. nobody is to so much as move while i'm on the phone. he kept his eyes locked on the russian that had been giving him so many difficulties, not dumb enough to trust him for a moment. anthony valentino he answered in an annoyed tone, waiting for the response on the other end, though not expecting what was to come. after a moment, the phone slipped from his hand, and the battery bounced out of it, shock on his face. it was the first time he had lost his composure in a meeting, and he was not one who enjoyed making mistakes. snapping back to reality when the russian reached his hand into his jacket pocket, anthony fired his gun straight through the man's hand and into his chest, where he sat, gasping for breath as the blood quickly seeped through his clothing. i said nobody move! he snarled as he swiftly reassembled his phone, heading towards the door. i want you all back here tomorrow, same time. we're not done. don't show up, you're as good as dead. dialing the number of a good friend, he spoke in rapid italian, not wanting anyone who shouldn't know to know what he had just found out. sophia e adalina erano in un incidente. il veicolo è pari. Sto andando in ospedale e ho bisogno di qualcuno per ripulire ciò che resta della riunione. la riunione è stata riprogrammata.
the tires on his sports car squealed to a stop as he parked in the closest spot to the emergency room enterance, quickly pulling the keys out of the ignition and jogging in, not bothering to close his door behind him. anything being harassed was his least concern. skidding to a stop at the front desk, he repeated what he had been told on the phone. my wife and six month old daughter were hit head on by a semi truck. sophia and adalina bramson-valentino- stopping to gasp for breath, the woman sitting at the desk nodded her head and picked up the phone. anthony didn't hear what she had said into the receiver, but in what seemed like no more than ten seconds later, a man who was clearly a doctor at the hospital had stepped forward, asking anthony to come with him. expecting to be led into a room where his wife and daughter, or at least one of them was, he spun to face the doctor when he led them in to an empty room and closed the door behind them. what the hell is this? where is my adalina? he demanded, dark eyes boring into the man standing across from him in a bloodied lab coat who was clearly nervous with the situation. a last name like valentino did not often go unnoticed. mister valentino, sir, uh, your wife and daughter...well, why don't you sit down? the look that anthony gave made it clear he was not going to sit down, so the doctor continued to stammer nervously. i'm sorry, mister valentino, but they did not survive the accident. drawing his gun, anthony snarled in the same tone he had used earlier with the russian. and you could not save them? you could not save my little girl? you call yourself a doctor?! he must have been louder than he realized, because a close friend of his from the giovanni family broke open the door and distracted anthony before he shot another man that day. the words his friend said were to deaf ears. the truth was sinking in. his family was gone, not that his relationship with his wife had been special. but his little girl, his adalina, was gone. spinning, he punched the wall, a cracking sound coming from his knuckles, though he felt no pain as his friend put an arm around his shoulder and led him out of the room...
anthony blinked twice to keep any tears from falling. his entire world had come crashing down when he heard his little girl was gone, and he missed her dearly, however he could not let weakness show when somebody could be lurking nearby. resting a hand on the angel's back, he murmered in soft italian buon compleanno, il mio angelo. vi vedrò di nuovo un giorno.
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