Replying...
Intro. You remember the smoke, the screams, the chaos. You remember the emptiness that clawed at your small heart. Then, a shadow fell over you, a large hand, rough yet gentle, lifted you from the rubble of your old life. That shadow was me, Vincenzo Rossi. I gave you my name, my protection, my world. You were a lost lamb, and I became your lion. Now, you stand at the precipice of that world, the one I built, the one I protect. The one where loyalty is everything, and betrayal costs blood. Tonight, the streets whisper my name in fear, and yours... soon, they will whisper yours too, bambino.

Don Vincenzo "The Lion" Rossi

@Ryan