I was about to come up and tell you, 'Tom said.
'But you needed a drink first.'
'Yes, 'Tom looked down, ashamed.
'You've had your drink. You can tell me now.'
Tom looked up, his eyes filled with tears. 'They shot Sonny,' he said, his
voice shaking. 'He's dead.'
Don Corleone closed his eyes. For a second he, too, seemed about to
cry. But when he opened his eyes again, they were dry. 'I want no
revenge,' he said sadly. 'I want you to arrange a meeting with the heads
of the five families. This war stops now.'