Michael Corleone hated what would come next. From the moment Santino tapped quietly upon his bedroom door and took him away from his sleeping wife, Michael knew that what was to come would not be pleasant.

     In unhurried solemn words, his eldest brother had recounted finding the young guard in an intimate situation with his daughter Sabrina. Despite his orders, despite his wishes, Tieri had defied him.

     Santino stood ready to take the burden of decision from him. He had made the offer unsentimentally, aware of just what Michael stood to lose in the crusade to gain his daughter's love.

     But such was not his way. Alone Michael bore his responsibilities as head of the family. The joys and the pains were both his to reap.

     And so he gave the word.

     Santino met his gaze, offering a brotherly moment of commiseration. And just as quickly it was gone. His eyes became flint, and he set off in search of Albert Neri, who would assist him in his task.

     Michael returned to the bedroom and took a few moments to whisper reassurance to his drowsing wife. Setting his shoulders, he strode down the hall and prepared for his daughter's arrival.