Being a bartender at a bar where the mafia often hung out was an interesting job to do. The boss was harsh when his people were around, but sometimes.. he came to the bar by himself right before closing, and today was no exception.

“May i get a shot of something strong?”

The mafia boss asked with a quite soft voice. Despite the scary look he had, when he was alone, he was a sweet guy.

“If it won’t be trouble..”