Enzo DeLambardi

| Parody | KingOfDecay | MS |

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

Consigliere. Fixer. Professional bearer of bad news.

Grae Winston signs the orders.
I make sure they become reality.
Loyalty is currency.
Discretion is survival.

And if I’m smiling, you should probably be worried.

| Mafia business | #PinkPantherGang |

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

“If you want to flirt, do it after the job.”

My expression stayed unreadable.

“Until then, keep your attention where I’m paying for it to be.”

[Posey @BlackbirdPosey]

“And for you, sir.” My gaze remained determinedly on his face, avoiding the photographs. Perfectly professional.
I collected the empty glass and stepped away from the table before either of them could give me another reason to blush.

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

My gaze flicked toward Posey as she moved away, then back to him.

“And don’t make my staff part of the entertainment.”

Calm. Controlled.

“Posey has work to do.... So do you.”

I leaned back slightly.

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

My gaze dropped briefly to the image before returning to him.

“And this stays between us.”

[Posey @BlackbirdPosey]

Curiosity won out, and I smiled as I approached him.
“Good evening, sir. Welcome to The Blackbird.”
I gestured between the dining room and the bar.
“Would you prefer a table, or would you like to sit at the bar?”

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

Security will be tight. Access will be limited.”

I watched him carefully.

“But none of that is your concern unless it interferes with the job.”

A pause.

“You take the necklace. Nothing else.”

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

@hellslilcupid Just the truth.

A faint nod followed before I turned away again.

“Goodnight."

[Posey @BlackbirdPosey]

I smiled, thanked every one of them, collected empty glasses and found myself practically floating back toward the bar.

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

@hellslilcupid smoothing one hand over the front of it before looking at her again.

“See you tomorrow, Posey.”

I had already taken a step toward the door when I stopped.

Only for a second.

My eyes moved back to her.

“And I liked the song.”

No grand compliment. No unnecessary explanation.

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

“The steak is good.”

My eyes would settle on her.

“But that is what people are going to remember.”

[Posey @BlackbirdPosey]

and people hadn't come for dinner or whisky or the Winstons. They'd come for me.

[Enzo DeLambardi @RotoftheQuarter]

toward her in a small, deliberate acknowledgment from across the room.

Then, when she was close enough to hear me later, I'd keep it simple.

“You've been wasting your time bringing me menus, Posey.”

A beat.