Artemis watched Cyril, somewhat offended at his tone and irritation. I was just worried, I mean, the man's out during dark and crying. Usually that means that things aren't going well. Last time I saw some clutching a paper that desperately, it was a College student trying to turn his homework during winter break. I guess finals broke him. Ahh, it's a good thing I left England I guess. Finals might be more deadly than this 'mafia'...
Then he started to talk, but the man from earlier with the bloody clothes and weird -flames?- appeared and a quick glance at her device revealed he was asking what Cyril was doing there. Then Cyril exclaimed his aunt was taken by... the Birra family? Artemis had heard something about the Birra family. Something about them being powerful, and power hungry as well. Not a good combination with the mafia, and maybe not with the Vongola, them being so laid back and all. That, of course, didn't mean that they wouldn't hesitate to shoot her -especially Sonya and Haijme.
"So, what's the letter say exactly? I mean, there's a gotta be a meet up or cash drop off spot, right? It's not a good hostage situation if they don't ask for money or want you to arrive all cowboy style." Artemis reached over Cyril's shoulder, grabbing for the paper to hold it in a better light. She thought she saw something familiar in the scribbles that made up the note in general. "It's werid," she said slowly, "I think I've seen something like this before..."