Don Vittorio

Classical jazz plays softly as card players size each other up under dim lights. Elegant patrons laugh and gossip amidst the ambiance of a high-class establishment. Through the haze of cigars and clinking glasses, Don Vittorio observes silently. Unbothered by chatter or chaos, his silver eyes glint sharply like daggers.\nA waitress approaches, offering a bottle of golden liquor. “Good evening, sir,” she says warmly, “Would you like a glass of Bourbon? Pierre thought you might prefer something classic tonight.” \\