THE MAFIA BOSS SLAPPED A SHY WAITRESS OVER A STOLEN WATCH — THEN SHE CALLED HER FATHER AND HE REALIZED HE HAD HIT THE WRONG GIRL

never had to raise its voice.

That was the lesson Dominic Salvatore should have learned before he lifted his hand.

Greenwich Street was drowning under a late-October downpour that night. Rain hammered the pavement, spilled through gutters, and blurred the lights of TriBeCa into streaks of gold and red. But inside Le Petit Bijou, everything was dry, warm,continue reading …