Meet Enzo Agosti Jr.

Enzo stands six feet tall, clean-shaven, with hair longer than most veterans in organized crime dare to keep. He doesn’t look reckless. He looks confident.
He was born into the Mattucci family. Crime wasn’t a temptation. It was an inheritance. His father, Enzo Sr., is a Supremo, commanding sentries and greenhorns for the Commoners. His mother, Salvatrice, learned early how to look the other way and keep the family standing.

Enzo started working for the Mattuccis at nine years old. He’s honest, for his profession. He’s good at it. Passionate. Loyal. When there’s a job to do, Enzo looks at the facts, decides what needs to happen, executes, and moves on without looking back.

He understands people and usually stays one step ahead, unless he gets flustered. Then the mouth runs faster than the mind. He sticks to his principles, not rulebooks, making things up as he goes rather than following a plan. It works more often than it should.

Enzo has a taste for fine clothes and nice things. He’s friendly, even charming, but rarely filters his words or considers feelings before acting.
His weapon of choice is a JAK-12 automatic pistol.

Direct. Loud. Effective.

Speed is his strength.

Impulse is the risk.