In Anzio there are dozens of fashionable restaurants with leather-bound menus, but only a small café by the sea serves the best coffee.

A man in a stylish black suit walks silently into the small room and the space around him seems to change immediately. Everyone knows who he is and how to behave around him. Dante is put down on a sofa in the far corner of the hall next to the window overlooking the coast. Within minutes, a cup of flavoured, sugar-free espresso is in front of him. He has a lot ahead of him, but there's always time for a coffee break.

His thoughts flowed slowly from one thing to another, but his attention was drawn to the bell on the front door of the café, or rather to the person who entered.