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Finally
Hagen
's
mind
was
working
.
For
the
first
time
he
really
believed
that
Sollozzo
did
not
mean
to
kill
him
or
hold
him
as
a
hostage
.
The
sudden
relief
from
fear
that
flooded
his
body
made
him
flush
with
shame
.
Sollozzo
watched
him
with
a
quiet
understanding
smile
.
Hagen
began
to
think
things
out
.
If
he
did
not
agree
to
argue
Sollozzo
's
case
,
he
might
be
killed
.
But
then
he
realized
that
Sollozzo
expected
him
only
to
present
it
and
present
it
properly
,
as
he
was
bound
to
do
as
a
responsible
Consigliere
.
And
now
,
thinking
about
it
,
he
also
realized
that
Sollozzo
was
right
.
An
unlimited
war
between
the
Tattaglias
and
the
Corleones
must
be
avoided
at
all
costs
.
The
Corleones
must
bury
their
dead
and
forget
,
make
a
deal
.
And
then
when
the
time
was
right
they
could
move
against
Sollozzo
.
But
glancing
up
,
he
realized
that
Sollozzo
knew
exactly
what
he
was
thinking
.
The
Turk
was
smiling
.
And
then
it
struck
Hagen
.
What
had
happened
to
Luca
Brasi
that
Sollozzo
was
so
unconcerned
?
Had
Luca
made
a
deal
?
He
remembered
that
on
the
night
Don
Corleone
had
refused
Sollozzo
,
Luca
had
been
summoned
into
the
office
for
a
private
conference
with
the
Don
But
now
was
not
the
time
to
worry
about
such
details
.
He
had
to
get
back
to
the
safety
of
the
Corleone
Family
fortress
in
Long
Beach
.
"
I
'll
do
my
best
,
"
he
said
to
Sollozzo
.
"
I
believe
you
're
right
,
it
's
even
what
the
Don
would
want
us
to
do
.
"
Sollozzo
nodded
gravely
.
"
Fine
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
do
n't
like
bloodshed
,
I
'm
a
businessman
and
blood
costs
too
much
money
.
"
At
that
moment
the
phone
rang
and
one
of
the
men
sitting
behind
Hagen
went
to
answer
it
.
He
listened
and
then
said
curtly
,
"
OK
,
I
'll
tell
him
.
"
He
hung
up
the
phone
,
went
to
Sollozzo
's
side
and
whispered
in
the
Turk
's
ear
.
Hagen
saw
Sollozzo
's
face
go
pale
,
his
eyes
glitter
with
rage
.
He
himself
felt
a
thrill
of
fear
.
Sollozzo
was
looking
at
him
speculatively
and
suddenly
Hagen
knew
that
he
was
no
longer
going
to
be
set
free
.
That
something
had
happened
that
might
mean
his
death
.
Sollozzo
said
,
"
The
old
marl
is
still
alive
.
Five
bullets
in
his
Sicilian
hide
and
he
's
still
alive
.
"
He
gave
a
fatalistic
shrug
.
"
Bad
luck
,
"
he
said
to
Hagen
.
"
Bad
luck
for
me
.
Bad
luck
for
you
.
"
When
Michael
Corleone
arrived
at
his
father
's
house
in
Long
Beach
he
found
the
narrow
entrance
mouth
of
the
mall
blocked
off
with
a
link
chain
.
The
mall
itself
was
bright
with
the
floodlights
of
all
eight
houses
,
outlining
at
least
ten
cars
parked
along
the
curving
cement
walk
.
Two
men
he
did
n't
know
were
leaning
against
the
chain
.
One
of
them
asked
in
a
Brooklyn
accent
,
"
Who
're
you
?
"
He
told
them
.
Another
man
came
out
of
the
nearest
house
and
peered
at
his
face
.
"
That
's
the
Don
's
kid
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
'll
bring
him
inside
.
"
Mike
followed
this
man
to
his
father
's
house
,
where
two
men
at
the
door
let
him
and
his
escort
pass
inside
.
The
house
seemed
to
be
full
of
men
he
did
n't
know
,
until
he
went
into
the
living
room
.
There
Michael
saw
Tom
Hagen
's
wife
,
Theresa
,
sitting
stiffly
on
the
sofa
,
smoking
a
cigarette
.
On
the
coffee
table
in
front
of
her
was
a
glass
of
whiskey
.
On
the
other
side
of
the
sofa
sat
the
bulky
Clemenza
.
The
caporegime
's
face
was
impassive
,
but
he
was
sweating
and
the
cigar
in
his
hand
glistened
slickly
black
with
his
saliva
.
Clemenza
came
to
wring
his
hand
in
a
consoling
way
,
muttering
,
"
Your
mother
is
at
the
hospital
with
your
father
,
he
's
going
to
be
all
right
.
"
Paulie
Gatto
stood
up
to
shake
hands
.
Michael
looked
at
him
curiously
.
He
knew
Paulie
was
his
father
's
bodyguard
but
did
not
know
that
Paulie
had
stayed
home
sick
that
day
.
But
he
sensed
tension
in
the
thin
dark
face
.
He
knew
Gatto
's
reputation
as
an
up-and-coming
man
,
a
very
quick
man
who
knew
how
to
get
delicate
jobs
done
without
complications
,
and
today
he
had
failed
in
his
duty
.
He
noticed
several
other
men
in
the
corners
of
the
room
but
he
did
not
recognize
them
.
They
were
not
of
Clemenza
's
people
.
Michael
put
these
facts
together
and
understood
.
Clemenza
and
Gatto
were
suspect
.
Thinking
that
Paulie
had
been
at
the
scene
,
he
asked
the
ferret-faced
young
man
,
"
How
is
Freddie
?
He
OK
?
"
