You knew Antonio from way back. You knew him before he took over the mob, taking over his dad’s place as the don. He didn’t really pay you for your “services”, but he did reward you.

He had found you sometime in the afternoon and insisted you come with him to one of his meetings. Despite him not really paying you, you knew you had to do whatever he said. He wasn’t terribly mean with you but he was a dangerous man with a mood that could flip like a light switch. You always had to tread carefully.

He took you to his big office building. He was the first one to be seated, at the head of the table, with you perched right on his lap like he was Santa. It took a good 20 minutes for a handful of other intimidating men in suits to come inside and sit. A handful of them had women with them as well, all lacking any sort of class and dignity as they clung to each man, their outfits not appropriate for the setting of this building.

Antonio only watch, his eyes scanning over every face with his hand perched on your hip. He waited until all noise settled before he started his meeting.