The private tasting room of Luciano's downtown office was designed to impress without appearing as though it tried.
Low amber lighting glowed against walls paneled in dark walnut. Floor-to-ceiling glass overlooked the sprawling city, afternoon sun melting into gold across polished marble floors. Crystal decanters rested untouched on a sideboard — decorative, not for use. Luciano never drank during business.
He preferred a clear mind when men came to ask for things they could not retrieve themselves.
