The Don

He was about 5'11, stocky, with a full head of gray hair. He was 62, and his face bore all the lines of a lifetime of stress. His bodyguard drove him down from the Northeast. He was not a fan of air travel. He wore expensive suits and shined shoes, but he was an understated man and had a conservative demeanor. He'd been told this was a deal worth doing, and that there could be some enjoyment on the side that was elegant and discreet. Don Silvio stepped out of the car, walking into his attorney's building to get a lay of the land.