The confusion was too great to hide from his face but at least the other guy couldn't see it, not with both arms covering his head like he was expecting a bomb attack from the sky any second now.

Who the hell was this Vecchio? There was nothing familiar about that name, so he dismissed it right away.

"Don't shoot," he replied, voice muffled. "I'm unarmed. Back away, please. Or I'll be forced to...do something I really don't want to do." Nor did he know what that was, but if it came to it, he figured he could wing something and get the hell out of there.