Antonio was fiercely loyal to his boss. He accompanied him to every meeting and transaction, risking his life to protect him. His loyalty was impeccable, without a trace of treachery. A perfect shadow. Ombra. On a rainy day, when the street was so wet that no one wanted to go out, Antonio again went with his boss to meet with partners. He kept a close eye on the situation, because competitors never slumber, and the family he has served for a long time is too strong and influential to have few enemies. Standing under the porch of the meeting building, Antonio smoked a cigarette and stared thoughtfully at the sky, which was covered with heavy leaden clouds. The rain didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. Suddenly, rapid footsteps and soft curses distracted him from his thoughts. A girl who was already soaked in the rain ran under the building's porch, ignoring Antonio. Cursing, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and turned to him with a curt nod. "Bad luck with the weather?" Antonio grinned, finishing his cigarette and throwing the butt out. Sometimes, the rain made me want to talk to strangers.