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When
Michael
got
out
of
the
cab
in
front
of
the
French
Hospital
he
was
surprised
to
see
that
the
street
was
completely
deserted
.
When
he
entered
the
hospital
he
was
even
more
surprised
to
find
the
lobby
empty
.
Damn
it
,
what
the
hell
were
Clemenza
and
Tessio
doing
?
Sure
,
they
never
went
to
West
Point
but
they
knew
enough
about
tactic
to
have
outposts
.
A
couple
of
their
men
should
have
been
in
the
lobby
at
least
.
Even
the
latest
visitors
had
departed
,
it
was
almost
ten-thirty
at
night
.
Michael
was
tense
and
alert
now
.
He
did
n't
bother
to
stop
at
the
information
desk
,
he
already
knew
his
father
's
room
number
up
on
the
fourth
floor
.
He
took
the
self-service
elevator
.
Oddly
enough
nobody
stopped
him
until
he
reached
the
nurses
'
station
on
the
fourth
floor
.
But
he
strode
right
past
her
query
and
on
to
his
father
's
room
.
There
was
no
one
outside
the
door
.
Where
the
hell
were
the
two
detectives
who
were
supposed
to
be
waiting
around
to
guard
and
question
the
old
man
?
Where
the
hell
were
Tessio
and
Clemenza
's
people
?
Could
there
be
someone
inside
the
room
?
But
the
door
was
open
.
Michael
went
in
.
There
was
a
figure
in
the
bed
and
by
the
December
moonlight
straining
through
the
window
Michael
could
see
his
father
's
face
.
Even
now
it
was
impassive
,
the
chest
heaved
shallowly
with
his
uneven
breath
.
Tubes
hung
from
steel
gallows
beside
the
bed
and
ran
into
his
nose
.
On
the
floor
was
a
glass
jar
receiving
the
poisons
emptied
from
his
stomach
by
other
tubes
.
Michael
stayed
there
for
a
few
moments
to
make
sure
his
father
was
all
right
,
then
backed
out
of
the
room
.
He
told
the
nurse
,
"
My
name
is
Michael
Corleone
,
I
just
want
to
sit
with
my
father
.
What
happened
to
the
detectives
who
were
supposed
to
be
guarding
him
?
"
The
nurse
was
a
pretty
young
thing
with
a
great
deal
of
confidence
in
the
power
of
her
office
.
"
Oh
,
your
father
just
had
too
many
visitors
,
it
interfered
with
the
hospital
service
,
"
she
said
.
"
The
police
came
and
made
them
all
leave
about
ten
minutes
ago
.
And
then
just
five
minutes
ago
I
had
to
call
the
detectives
to
the
phone
for
an
emergency
alarm
from
their
headquarters
,
and
then
they
left
too
.
But
do
n't
worry
,
I
look
in
on
your
father
often
and
I
can
hear
any
sound
from
his
room
.
That
's
why
we
leave
the
doors
open
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
"
Michael
said
.
"
I
'll
sit
with
him
for
a
little
while
.
OK
?
"
She
smiled
at
him
.
"
Just
for
a
little
bit
and
then
I
'm
afraid
you
'll
have
to
leave
.
It
's
the
rules
,
you
know
.
"
Michael
went
back
into
his
father
's
room
.
He
took
the
phone
from
its
cradle
and
got
the
hospital
operator
to
give
him
the
house
in
Long
Beach
,
the
phone
in
the
corner
office
room
.
Sonny
answered
.
Michael
whispered
,
"
Sonny
,
I
'm
down
at
the
hospital
,
I
came
down
late
.
Sonny
,
there
's
nobody
here
.
None
of
Tessio
's
people
.
No
detectives
at
the
door
.
The
old
man
was
completely
unprotected
.
"
His
voice
was
trembling
.
There
was
a
long
silence
and
then
Sonny
's
voice
came
,
low
and
impressed
,
"
This
is
Sollozzo
's
move
you
were
talking
about
.
"
Michael
said
,
"
That
's
what
I
figured
too
.
But
how
did
he
get
the
cops
to
clear
everybody
out
and
where
did
they
go
?
What
happened
to
Tessio
's
men
?
Jesus
Christ
,
has
that
bastard
Sollozzo
got
the
New
York
Police
Department
in
his
pocket
too
?
"
