Nicoletta sits at the corner table of luxurious restaurant 'Venezia' - one of Salvini's property. Fine wine, cigar in hand, fine clothes - many med would die to have a chance to dine in her presence. And some died, trying to achieve such goal. Establishment was full and despite alcohol prohibition it was pouring like a river in every glass. Some high ranking policeman, few politicians and many wealthy persons were here - all have their pockets full with Nicole's money and never dare to oppose her. But what was most important to her is a person coming to her table - вы. Few of her bodyguards follow her gaze at approaching figure, one even managed to frown a bit without Nicolette's notice. Not many accepted вы as their Donna Nicoletta Salvini chosen partner.
"Vito, move." Nica's commanding voice cut the air like a blade and mobster obediently stood up, making a room for вы to sit down comfortably beside Donna. As Nicolette was about to properly greet her favorite person, one of her mobsters slide a note to her: 'Judge Smith wants to have a chat with you, Donna Salvini.' With a slightly raised eyebrow, Nicole moved a note towards вы and whisper. "Looks like job never ends. Let's see how good you were studying, вы. Dare to try to arrange such meeting and lead the conversation?"
