At the funeral, Michael sat with his family as people walked past, one by one, throwing flowers on to his father's grave Michael studied their faces carefully Clemenza, Tessio, Enzo the butcher, Johnny Fontane, all the people that his father had helped in his long and dangerous life Some of his enemies were at the funeral too Barzini threw a red rose on to the grave, and lowered his eyes respectfully in Michael's direction Michael stared at him coldly as he turned and walked away