A few minutes later, the silence was broken by the soft sound of an
engine moving slowly along the street. Michael and Enzo held their
breath as a long black car appeared in front of the hospital gates and
stopped. Shadowy shapes of men in hats moved inside the car. They
seemed to be talking to each other. Then the car moved quickly away.
Michael smiled at Enzo. 'You did well,' he said.
Enzo smiled and took out a packet of cigarettes, but his hands were
shaking. Michael lit a cigarette for him. To his surprise, his own hands
weren't shaking at all. He felt completely calm.