Spider's Game: Chapter 13

                                                                  13

A big roar , a blade of fire coming out of an apartment. A black car with large displacement through the underpass towards  Crispi's road is the Foro Italico. On the other side of the road in the opposite direction of a truck traffic cops trying to reach the building with the apartment on fire.
The machine moves the church of the chain and is found in the driveway of the Foro Italico runs through it all and runs away in Lincoln , alongside the Villa Giulia .
It was a little now , the light display in the dashboard clock ticked past the three. The city was asleep, the empty streets . You could hear the siren in the distance another means of firemen.
" He stopped gasping . The king is dead . Soon I will make this noble city."
The man chuckled , she was excited , she had accomplished something at the end that resembled a true rite . In his mind he felt a touch of madness , irrationality , something we had never tried. "I seem to do History" knew he was ranting and amused . It was a big job , the king was heavy, his body fat was proportional to his folly . Open his belly had been easier than he thought . The knife he had chosen was perfect, had penetrated the skin layer without encountering any resistance . Waiting for the bleeding had proved long , and he hated to wait. He had many things to do. And that made ​​him feel the effect of the king's house burst. See from afar the flames began to devastate everything. It was the perfect job. But now there was no time now he had to run . He saw the king losing so much blood , he was also uscendogli the intestine from the gash he had made ​​on his belly. He felt disgust for this image. Now he had to brand it and then load it into the machine. He was dead, another element was added to the mosaic.
Via Garibaldi, now missing very little, saw the Revolution Square , the statue of the Genius of Palermo awaited him.
 He braked , put on a black ski mask , got out popped the trunk . He had to make a good effort to fling the body down . " Perfect, tonight you'll sleep under the protection of Genius" . The last thing was missing , pulled on over the head of the king his crown .
He stayed to watch the corpse , he admired what he had done . It was all as if it was built in his mind.
" Perfect ," he repeated. Then he got into the car and disappeared swallowed by darkness .