Fractured Bonds

Arturo enters Massimo's office without knocking.

These days they barely look at each other, much less bother with formalities.

Massimo lifted his head slowly from the documents on his desk, eyes narrowing a fraction. Arturo stands there with his hands shoved in his pockets, chewing gum like he owns the place, but the slight tension in his shoulders betrays him.

“What now?” Massimo asked in a low v