Oliver Bowden: Renaissance

"Your bedroom, of course.

"Well, maybe… if you are sure that all you need is a minute…

Embraced, crossed the double doors and entered the warm light of Cristina's room.

An hour later, woke sunlight streaming through the windows, the noise of cars and people on the street and, worst of all, the sound of the voice of Cristina's father opened the bedroom door.

– Cristina was saying. It's time to wake up, girl! Your tutor will be here any… What the hell? Son of a bitch!

Ezio kissed Cristina, quick but passionate.

"It's time to go, I think," he said, picking up his clothes and corriendo to the window. He slid down the wall and was now they placedDose Calfucci suit when Antonio came up in the balcony. He was white with rage.

"Forgive, Messer Ezio-proposed.

"I will give unto thee Forgive, Messer Calfucci shouted. Guards! Guards! Pursuing this Cimice! Bring me his head! And I also want their coglioni!

"I said sorry… Ezio, "he began, but seeadvantages of the house had just opened and the bodyguards of the Calfucci had made their appearance, brandishing their swords. More or less dressed, Ezio ran down the street, dodging trucks and pushing his way among the citizens, rich businessmen dressed in solemn black, dresses to merchantswe are brown and red, most humble people with simple tunics tissues and even ecclesiastical procession which struck so unexpectedly fell tumbling over the statue of the Virgingene carrying monks with black hoods. Finally, after overcoming sneak through alleys and walls, stopped to listen. Silence. And not even heard the screams and wordsTAS of the population who had followed him constantly. As for the guards, had taken off, he was sure.

Just hope that the signor I had not recognized Calfucciacid. Cristina never betray him, sure. In addition, camelaria his father, who adored her. And even if they found out, reEzio flexed, it would be a bad link. His father managed one of the largest banks in the city, and come the day that would be larger than that of the Pazzi or even… who knew?…, that of the Medici.

Using side streets, finally coming home. With whom he first encountered was Frederick, who looked very serious and shook his head giving him a sense of doom.

"All this is not you run away," he said. Do not say I did not warn you.

Auditore Giovanni's office was on the first floor and doundermined the rear gardens of palazzo through two sets of double windows that opened onto a large balcony. The istance was covered with dark oak paneling, the severity of which was only mitigated by the ornamental plaster ceiling. There were two desks placed opposite each other, mayor of which belonged to Giovanni, and the walls were flanqueadas by shelves crammed with books and roLlosa parchment from which hung heavy red wax seals. The room was designed to tell anyone who entered it: you will find wealth, respectability and trust. As director of the International Bank AuDitore, specializing in loansWe the Germanic kingdoms within what, at least hypotheticalmind, was a Holy Roman Empire, Giovanni Auditore was well aware of the position of power and responsibility he occupied. He hoped that his two older children scurrying to come around and help him bear the burdens that he had inherited in turn from his own father, but saw no evidence of this in the moment. And all that…

From his seat behind the table, looked through the eyes sparking his middle son. Ezio was standing next to another table, which the Secretary of Giovanni had vacated to providegrou father and son the privacy to which Ezio feared he would be a very painful interview. It was early afternoon. He wore fearing the call all morning, but had also taken the time to grab a few hours of much needed sleep and grooming. He imagined that his father had wanted to give him time to do just that before you throw the fight.

– Do I needis blind and deaf, my son?"Bellowed Giovannino. Do you think that I have not heard about the fight last night with Vieri de 'Pazzi and his gang down there in the river? Sometimes, Ezio, pienso you're not much better than him, and dangerous enemies Pazziardous. "Ezio was about to speak, but his father raised a hand to silence him. "Please kindly let me termine! Took a deep breath. And if that were not already bad enough, you have committed to go after Calfucci Cristina, the daughter of one of the most successful merchants of all TuscanyNot satisfied with that, rolledart with her in her own bed! It is intolerable! Do not you ever think the reputation of our family? He paused, Ezio and was surprised to see the spark of a gleam in the eyes of his father. You see quite aware of what this significantChart, right?"Continued Giovanni. Know who remember me, dotruth?

Ezio nodded, and was surprised again when his padre got up, crossed the room toward him and put his arm around the shoulder with a smile from ear to ear.

– You are a devil! Remember me when I was your age! "But Giovanni became serious again immediately. Do not think, however, do not be punished without mercy of not having the hugeI need your presence. Otherwise, mark my words, you send your uncle Mario for you to enlist in his squad condottieri. It would sit a little head! But I need to count on you, and though I think you do not have the intelligence to see it, you know that we are housing in our citydo a crucial moment. How's your head? I see you've quiTado the dressing.

"Much better, Father.

"So I guess that nothing will interfere with the work that I have prepared for the rest of the day.

"I promise, father.

"You better keep your promise. "Giovanni turned to his desk and a compartment, pulled out a letter with his seal and handed it to his son, along with two scrolls protected by a functionda leather. I want you to deliver it without delay, Lorenzo of Medici in his bank.

– I can ask what is it, father?

"As far as documents are concerned, no. But it would be nice to know that the letter makes Lorenzo abreast of our business in Milan. I spent the entire morning preparing it. This should not leave here, but if my trust in You, nunca learn to be responsible. There are rumors of a conspiracy against the Duke Galeazzo… An unpleasant matter, I assure you, but Florence Milan can not afford to be destabilized.

– Who is involved?

Giovanni looked at his son's eyes narrowed.

"They say that the main conspirators are Giovanni Lampugnani, Gerolamo Olgiati and Carlo Visconti, but apparently is also involved our beloved Francesco de Pazzi, and above all, there is a plan in place that apparently covers more than the questionpolicy issues of two cities-state. At the moment, our gonfaloniere Francesco has been arrested and that to them no gus PazziTado anything. "Giovanni is interrupted. Well, I told you too. Make sure this comes quickly to Lorenzo… I'm told is about to leave for Careggi to enjoy a bit of country air, and everyone knows that when the boss is away…

"I take as quickly as possible.

"Good boy. Go now!

Ezio left alone, using side streets whenever he could, without thinking of any time that Vieri could be angive even looking for him. But suddenly, in a quiet street isminutes of the Medici Bank cases, there appeared, blocking the passage to Ezio. He tried to turn around but found Vieri men blocking his retreat. Again rotated.

"Sorry, little pig," he shouted to Vieri, "but now I have no time to give you another beating.

"I'm not who is going to take a beating," he shouted in reply Vieri. You're cornered, but do not worry, sendre a lovely crown for your funeral.

Pazzi men approached. Vieri undoubtedly already had learned that his father had been taken prisoner. Ezio desperately looked around. The houses and the high walls of the street had surrounded. After securing the bag against your body containing valuable documents, pick the house that was next and rushed toward the wall, clinging with hands and feet cut stone before starting his climb to the roof. Once there, he paused to look from above Vieri's angry face.