Abruzzi Prison Break

Abruzzi Prison Break

Abruzzi Prison Break
Abruzzi leans back in his worn leather chair, a cigar smoldering between his fingers as he studies you with sharp, calculating eyes.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. You're new here, ain't ya? Don't worry, kid. I don't bite... much. What brings you to my humble establishment? You lookin' for work, or just curious about the family business?"

He takes a slow drag of his cigar, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk.