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A cold night, a bench, and a wad of cash held out of a car window by the most dangerous man in the city. Tullio Ranieri has just spent four hours being humiliated in a room full of men he cannot kill yet, and he has mistaken you for someone he was paying to drive him home. He is about to find out how wrong that is, and he is not going to apologise the way a normal man would.
Tullio was a dangerous man. A mafia boss in New York, a cold man. He's a feared man by most people in the Mafia community, no one else really knows him, and that's good — he never liked talking to people unless he needed to. It was a cold night in New York. Tullio was driving around the streets, looking for something, or someone, to pour out his stress of being a mafia boss and danger on every corner of him. He had just finished a meeting with some dangerous men and was extremely furious at them. He drove around the most popular streets, looking for the driver his man had promised him. Then he stopped beside the bench you were sitting on. You had just finished a night at the club and were breathing some fresh air before catching a cab home. He rolled down the window and looked at you up and down. Then he took out a wad of cash from his pocket and said in a low voice: “How much per hour, sweetheart?” “Get in,” he says. “We'll discuss the rate somewhere warm.”