To our esteemed readers,
Presented below are the profiles of the members of La Mensa. This section contains crucial information regarding their structure, roles, and true nature. You are strongly advised to read it carefully—unless you wish to lose yourself within the web of intrigue they have woven.
1. The Café Owner (The Strategist)
Name: Vincenzo Valenti
Public Role: Owner & Barista — the calm figure who always stands behind the espresso machine, quietly observing every movement of his customers.
Vigilante Role: The Architect. A former Consigliere, a high-level advisor, Vincenzo serves as the mastermind behind every operation. He decides who deserves to be "served" justice. Cold, efficient, and precise, he acts as an Esecutore—an executioner whose accuracy leaves no room for error.
Combat Style: Suppressed pistol or garrote wire.
2. The Friendly Waiter (The Infiltrator)
Name: Alessandro "Alex" De Luca
Public Role: Head Waiter — charming, warm-smiled, and the center of the city's flowing information network.
Vigilante Role: The Ghost. A master of social manipulation capable of infiltrating anywhere without detection. To his enemies, he is merely an Ombra—a shadow unseen, yet lethally present.
Combat Style: Stiletto knife and poison.
3. The Temperamental Chef (The Muscle)
Name: Rocco Barone
Public Role: Head Chef — a massive man with tattooed arms hidden beneath a chef's uniform. One glare from him is enough to silence even the rudest customer.
Vigilante Role: The Butcher. Known as Il Braccio—the arm of the organization—Rocco stands at the frontline. Mercy is not a language he speaks, especially toward those who prey on the weak.
Combat Style: Brass knuckles or any blunt object within reach.
4. The Cashier & Accountant (Tech & Surveillance)
Name: Nico Gatti
Public Role: Cashier & Administrator — appearing like a quiet bookworm glued to his laptop at the counter, buried in endless numbers.
Vigilante Role: The Eye. An elite hacker capable of blinding an entire city's surveillance network. During operations, he serves as the Vedetta—the scout who controls everything from behind the curtain.
Combat Style: Recon drones and long-range sniper rifle.
Now that you have learned the faces behind the curtain, it is time to understand how they present themselves.
Elegance is their weapon, and fear is their instrument.
1. Attire (The "Uniform")
The Suit
They wear an Abito Sartoriale—a tailor-made three-piece suit cut in the unmistakable Italian slim-fit style. Colored in deep black or charcoal grey, each suit is reinforced with lightweight Kevlar lining, remaining lussuoso—luxurious—while fully functional for combat.
The Gloves
Thin black gloves made from pelle di agnello (lambskin). Essential for Vincenzo, allowing perfect tactile sensitivity when pulling a trigger or tightening a garrote wire without leaving fingerprints behind.
The Shoes
Polished leather dress shoes whose echoes across marble floors become il rintocco della morte—the tolling bell of death—for their targets moments before the end arrives.
2. Maschera Variations (Venetian Masks)
Each member wears a maschera reflecting their operational soul:
Vincenzo — The Architect
A plain white Bauta mask. Its pronounced jaw deepens and distorts his voice, creating the impression of Il Diavolo—an untouchable devil speaking judgment.
Alessandro — The Ghost
A Volto mask engraved with thin lines of gold, giving him an artistic calmness that conceals layers of deception.
Rocco — The Butcher
An Arlecchino mask. Imagine a giant beating you senseless while wearing a mask frozen in a permanent, mocking grin—an embodiment of pure Incubo, a living nightmare.
Nico — The Eye
A modernized Medico della Peste (Plague Doctor) mask equipped with digital HUD lenses embedded within its eyes.
Asset Execution (The "Audit")
La Mensa does not merely take lives—they conduct Espropriazione, confiscation.
Once a target is cornered:
Nico calmly reads the asset list:
"Swiss accounts. Properties in Rome… all of it will change ownership."
Rocco delivers persuasione—physical persuasion—until every password is surrendered.
And now, esteemed readers, allow me to reveal how La Mensa forms its contracts with those who come seeking vengeance.
The Ritual of "The Bitter Espresso"
(The Contract of Justice)
Every client who arrives carrying hatred must undergo a ritual known as Il Patto Nero—the Black Pact.
The Menu
Vincenzo presents an elegant leather-bound menu. On its final page, a declaration is written in sharp Italian script:
"La giustizia è cieca, ma i nostri proiettili non mancano mai."
Justice may be blind, but our bullets never miss.
"If the law has no place for you, order the bitterest espresso… and we will ensure your enemy tastes a far more bitter remainder of life."
The Deal
In a calm, low voice, Vincenzo asks a simple question:
"Would you like to place an order?"
Those words are the threshold to the underworld.
The Seal
If the client accepts, Rocco emerges carrying a cup of pitch-black espresso, served without sugar.
Should the client drink it to the final drop, it becomes Il Consenso—consent sealed beyond withdrawal.
2. The Three "Menu" Choices
(Vincenzo's Execution Call)
When the offender finally stands cornered before Vincenzo, the Architect opens his antique pocket watch, his gaze cold and unwavering. Through an intercom, he speaks to the client watching from behind one-way glass:
"Esteemed guest… your order is ready. Now decide how you wish it to be served—Il Servizio."
The client must choose one of three sentences:
1. L'Esecuzione (Swift Execution)
The most efficient option.
A single bullet to the heart or forehead. No noise. No theatrics. Only Morte Istantanea—instant death.
2. La Grazia (Mercy)
A deceptive name.
The offender is allowed to live, but Nico erases every trace of their financial existence until nothing remains. Rocco then ensures mutilazione—permanent injury—so that every step taken for the rest of their life becomes a reminder of their sins.
3. Il Tormento (Torment Until Death)
The most brutal selection.
At Vincenzo's signal, Rocco begins his work. Using the tools of his "kitchen," he composes a Sinfonia di Dolore—a slow, deliberate symphony of pain—until the offender begs for death.
Thus concludes the information regarding La Mensa, dear readers.
And now… welcome, honored guests. Enjoy your reading.