Walking toward the small visitation room, Bianca pushed the door open rather irritatedly and sat at the desk waiting for her Father to join. It was a dingy place and the metal felt cold on her skin. She didn't want to be here but meeting him at least once was necessary and so, much to her chagrin, she found herself in the visitation room almost every week.
Luca walked in with a huge grin on his face," Bianca! Mia Cara!"
"Stop." She rolled her eyes," I came on business"
"Business? Mio Dio. What happened?"
The large man asked in an exaggerated Italian accent.
"Why are you speaking Italian?" She asked," we grew up in every other country except Italy dad"
"Yeah, I know... Being Italian helps around here Bianca" he shrugged," so what happened bunny?"
"Don't call me that" she sighed," there was a murder next door... Some serial killer. No one knows his name or his face. They're calling him the butcher or some shit. Anything to do with you? Do I have to be worried?"
"Butcher?...are you sure she's here?" He asked, a note of worry on his weathered face.
"She? A girl skinned my neighbor alive?" She asked with a scoff," And how do you know her even?"
"She's a legend... Go search up the same name in Rome." He said," Careful okay? Murders around you are the first sign"
Nodding she buried her face in her hands," okay" she mumbled.
"You are tired," he said.
"Yeah I work two jobs and support my brother because my Father is in jail. It gets tiring" she shrugged.
Not knowing what to say he simply stayed silent for a few moments before hesitatingly bringing up a sore topic," Look keep a gun"
"Oh come on!" She exclaimed," you know I refuse to touch a weapon. Gosh this was a bad idea… I'm going dad …bye" she stood up and began to walk out.
"Be safe bunny!" he called out rather sadly.
She used to be very close to him, always at his side, but when he got sent to Prison she didn't like or trust him anymore. Anyway, she had a tour to go to. A tour that Destiny was late for.
As much as Destiny wanted to admire the bright beautiful day, she had to run out of her hotel. Looking down at her phone she squinted at the address on the website, the font way too small while the screen was barely visible in the light.
Asking around for help, she somehow reached the museum in time. The archeological museum was not much to her interest, but she was determined to learn as much about Italy and enjoy the place as much as she could.
Panting by the time she reached the museum she could barely walk toward the group.
A rather stern looking girl headed the group, her brown hair tied back into a tight braid, she noticed destiny and a curt smile appeared on her face," You must be Destiny. You're late...we went over one of the artifacts but for you will talk about it at the end... I'm Bianca and any questions you have you can ask...shall we move on?"
The last question was directed at the group, and they nodded. Struggling to suppress the rather harsh breathing she had, Destiny followed the group, looking around at the exhibits as Bianca talked about them. Her clear voice was sweet and yet firm, she fluctuated between English and French as some people in the group were from France.
"Hello... You're on tour in Italy?" A girl asked her. Turning to the tall and rather intimidating woman Destiny nodded.
"Yeah... on a tour," she said," Uhm…you?"
"Oh, I just moved here" she smiled. Making small talk with the lady now and then, Destiny barely noticed when the tour ended.
"Destiny? The exhibit you missed? Shall I show you?" Bianca asked.
"Uh yes…thank you …" She smiled and waved goodbye at the woman who smiled and stood with the rest of the group who were taking a break while Bianca showed Destiny the exhibit.
After she had explained well she asked Destiny if she was interested in a five-day tour around Palermo.
Considering the fact that her original tour had gotten canceled and Bianca's tour wasn't very expensive, she agreed and went to sign the form Bianca gave out. They rejoined the group, where six other people also joined the tour.
The tour group was faster and walked ahead while Destiny hung around looking at the artifacts, admiring them.
"Hey... Destiny?" Bianca tapped her shoulder," That girl who was talking to you... What was her name...her handwriting is bad I can't make out her name" she scrunched her nose at the paper.
"Uh... I think it was Kore? Yeah, Kore." She said.
"Great join us at 7 am tomorrow!"