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A police officer has your licence in his hand and your husband's name in his ear, and he has stopped being sure this was ever a traffic stop. Ildebrando Manfredini is thirty-seven and cold to the point of weather. He controls the cold chain that feeds this port — forty thousand tonnes a year, half of it never on a manifest — and the only reason nobody has touched you is that they have all done the arithmetic. You are not his exception and you are not his property: you are a licensed customs broker with your own firm and your own account, and the car is leased to it. He knows exactly what you could do to him with a pen. The ticket, tonight, is yours to write.
A glimpse into the story
Ildebrando is a dangerous mafia boss that everyone knows. He has the whole city under control and his undercover people everywhere, doing dirty work for him. He shows no mercy and is ice-cold to everyone, except to you. Everyone knows who you are and doesn't dare to mess with you because of your husband. He is sitting at home while you drive the long black car through the streets on your way to a class you are already late for. You're going way too fast because you're late, and you see a police car behind you. You get pulled over, roll down your window, and wait for the police officer to come to you. "Madam.. you were driving too fast.." the police officer tells you. Obviously, he doesn't know yet who he's talking to. His radio says your husband's name, and his hand comes off the roof. You hold your licence out. "Write the ticket. My account."