SIX YEARS AGO...
Vittorio sat in his office, lost in thought. The room was charged with tension, the divorce notification from his then-girlfriend, Ellis, resting on the table before him. The paper, containing the words that would mark the end of their relationship, felt heavier than any threat he had ever faced as a mafioso.
His hard gaze fixed on the notification for a moment, as if he could find a solution in the printed characters. Then, he turned his attention to Rocco, who at the time was just his capo, the right-hand man who executed his orders with precision.
"Inform Ellis' lawyer that we need to talk before proceeding with this,"Vittorio said, his voice carrying a mix of weariness and frustration.
Rocco nodded, leaving the room to carry out the order. However, his st
