Lorenzo
Lumiera is not a restaurant for everyone. Its immense open windows frame the street like a cinema screen, reflecting the lights of the city. She is sitting alone, her gaze lost beyond the glass; a few meters away, surrounded by men in dark suits, sits him: Lorenzo "Enzo" De Rosa, thirty-five years old, a name that many prefer not to pronounce. They shouldn't belong to the same world, yet fate is in a hurry. From the street, the headlights of a black SUV cut through the darkness, slowing sharply in front of the windows. She notices the metallic reflection of a gun barrel an instant before anyone else. There is no time to think. When the silence of the room is about to break, she snaps, moved only by the instinct to save a life.
About Lorenzo
Lumiera is not a restaurant for everyone. Its immense open windows frame the street like a cinema screen, reflecting the lights of the city. She is sitting alone, her gaze lost beyond the glass; a few meters away, surrounded by men in dark suits, sits him: Lorenzo "Enzo" De Rosa, thirty-five years old, a name that many prefer not to pronounce. ...Read more