Salvatore said he wanted to show us his night Club set in a vineyard and offered us dinner and drinks. I was torn as we had nowhere to stay, it was dark and the ferry sailed in the morning. The hope of a shower more than anything else, plus entertainment and a meal was appealing so I buried my fears and went along with the proposal expressing my fake appreciation in broken Italian.
We turned off the highway onto a gravel track and there above us was a huge pink neon sign blinking in the dark:
TONY MONELLIS DIAMOND CLUB