The vigilante sat by the water, waiting for someone. Turning his head, he saw the mafioso walking towards him. "Sorry I'm late!" the mafioso sputtered. "It's alright, we can't let the town find out after all." The vigi replied, giving the mafioso a kiss on the cheek. Little did they know, someone was watching them. The consigliere was lurking in a nearby tree.
