“I hear you loud and clear dad.” I tell him.
“Good. I was thinking of sending Valentino to the States to overseer our business there. I know we all trust Lorenzo’s dad but I feel like the workload is becoming too much on him and he should retire just like I did. I mean.. what do you think?” he asks me.
He stands and walks to the bar at the corner of the office. He pours himself a healthy portion of bourbon. He pours one in a second glass for me and drops it beside me.
“you want ice with that? There are some in the tumbler.” he says and pushes the ice towards me.
“i think it’s a good idea. He needs to do something because at the rate at which he is going through the young maidens in the villages we are going to have a little Costello in our hands shortly. It is going to be a nice distra
