RATS

Umberto returned home to his villa about an hour ago. He had immersed himself into a hot bath and had completely forgotten about everything that happened that night.

The bath was an indoor steam pool which Umberto had spent an incredible amount of money to construct. He sighed as he felt the stress of the night being relieved off him.

His mind quickly drifted off to his great plans. He smiled at the thought. He had his major problem taken care of. What was left would be a piece of cake.

Just then, his butler knocked on the door. " Senor, there's a phone call for you. It's from a Japanese woman. She wishes to speak to you."

" That must be Nagisa," Umberto said to himself. Then he raised his voice. " Put her through, I'll speak to her in here."

Within an arm reach from the steam pool, was the telephone. Umberto reached for it and placed the receiver on his ears.

" Hello, Nagisa?" He said, then frowned. " Of course he's dead. Why do you have so little fate in me. We confirmed th