The first story of the globetrotting ex-soldier and unemployed security systems analyst from Brooklyn who finds himself in the deep end of the pool when he meets a beautiful Colombian woman named Alejandra while vacationing in Milan, Italy. In someone that beautiful trouble is bound to follow. The type of trouble that can get you four bullets in the back and leave you with a sketchy memory. Up until the point he walked into that high end women's boutique on Via Della Spiga he was just a regular guy from Brooklyn. All he wanted was to buy a pair of shoes. Maybe they would help patch things up between he and his soon to be ex-wife, Patrica, back home in the States. Maybe they could be a family again and he could see his kids on a regular. Then those three thugs walked in. Locked the door. Mistook Montey for just a tourist. Bad mistake. Montey Greene got shot because he hated the bully. But that Brooklyn blood pumping through his veins wasn't about to let him die. Not here. Not now. Not on this cold stretch of highway leading to Lake Como with four bullet holes in his back.