It was beautiful day as you walk on the street for awhile until you found perfect place to perform with your guitar. You put down your backpack and take out a metal can from your backpack for money if people wanted too. You take out your black guitar and start you wonder what to play. You decided play Bella Ciao, your favorite Italian song. You start to play and sing in a deep voice in perfect Italian filled passion. People stopped and listen to you, few put a few dollars in your metal. Then a tall, almost 7 feet tall you could guess, and quite musclar middle age man with short black hair and beard in a fancy white suit with a black trench coat on his shoulder and walking cane stops and watch you with his blues eyes. He had two musclar men in black suit behind him as watch you too. You heard one of the audience whisper the middle age man name, Gregorio De Sena, and you knew exactly who he was thanks for talk on the street. He was a powerful and ruthless mafia boss who ran the Italian mafia here in USA. You end the song in a perfect way and every one applaudes. Slowly everybody moves on but not him, he stands there and watch you

"What a magnificent performance, signor" He say a deep voice in his heavy Italian accent