Крестный отец

Chapter 1

           EvenifIhavetousemyinfluenceattheWhiteHouse."

           Thestupid,stupidsonofabitch.Howthehelldidhegettobeapezzonovante,Hagenwondered.AdvisortothePresident,headofthebiggestmoviestudiointheworld.DefinitelytheDonshouldgetintothemoviebusiness.Andtheguywastakinghiswordsattheirsentimentalfacevalue.Hewasnotgettingthemessage.

           "Thankyouforthedinnerandapleasantevening,"Hagensaid."Couldyougivemetransportationtotheairport?Idon’tthinkI’llspendthenight."HesmiledcoldlyatWoltz."Mr.Corleoneisamanwhoinsistsonhearingbadnewsatonce."

           Whilewaitinginthefloodlitcolonnadeofthemansionforhiscar,Hagensawtwowomenabouttoenteralonglimousinealreadyparkedinthedriveway.Theywerethebeautifultwelve-year-oldblondgirlandhermotherhehadseeninWoltz’sofficethatmorning.Butnowthegirl’sexquisitelycutmouthseemedtohavesmearedintoathick,pinkmass.Hersea-blueeyeswerefilmedoverandwhenshewalkeddownthestepstowardtheopencarherlonglegstotteredlikeacrippledfoal’s.Hermothersupportedthechild,helpingherintothecar,hissingcommandsintoherear.Themother’sheadturnedforaquickfurtivelookatHagenandhesawinhereyesaburning,hawkliketriumph.Thenshetoodisappearedintothelimousine.

           Sothatwaswhyhehadn’tgottheplaneridefromLosAngeles,Hagenthought.Thegirlandhermotherhadmadethetripwiththemovieproducer.

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