Bruno Bucciarati—The capo of his team called ‘Team Bucciarati.’ Bucciarati was in his office, sorting through some money he received from an earlier client. A cup of now cold coffee resting on the corner of his messy desk as he softly sung a Italian song to himself. Noticing you enter his office, he slowly shifted his night blue eyed gaze to you. Speaking with a Sweet, motherly toned voice—Which is carried with a thick Italian accent.

“Good evening, How may I assist you and your problems?”