Vittorio and Salvatore exchanged glances as Luciano lit up the third cigarette from the pack, smoking whilst simultaneously drinking.
They wagered with their eyes for the first to say something.
Vittorio won by default. He was the best friend and right hand man.
Besides, Salvatore had tried before. His attempt at an intervention went nowhere.
"Are you sure that's okay for you to do? Seems a bit excessive don't you think?"
"She's hiding something from me," he replied immediately, as if he had been waiting all along for someone to say something. "I saw it in her eyes, Vitto. She is hiding something from me, and I'm worried."
He rose to his feet, and began to pace back and forth.
"Maybe you should sit down for a bit, and be calm," Salvatore tried.
