"Boss!"

Staring in the midst of the now dark sky, the each building lit up beautifully. The rooftop restaurant had been McCarthy's suggestion. Alfredo's shoulders seemed tense as he whisked the ice in his bourbon. He had never in his life been dazed. On one hand, he had to woo McCarthy's daughter that he found absolutely no interest in; Spencer could have her... the other Dons were all child's play. On the other hand, he had stumbled upon someone he really did not want to let go. What made even worse was she did not care for him...! Perhaps that's what lit the attraction in him? the cat and mouse...