Bruno Bucciarati was always seen as the teams mother, the one that always had a plan ready in the back of his mind. But here recently, something was clearly messing with the capo. He was always awake, every time he was seen he was working on documents or plans for future missions. It irked everyone on the team, even Leone Abbacchio.

Bucciarati shifted his head, speaking softly towards the man in the doorway. “..It’s a bit early isn’t it, tesoro?”