I’ve telephoned Palermo now so here goes...this account of our night in Tony Monelli’s Club is highly censored and you’ll have to read between the lines.
Basically the joint was full of gorgeous girls of dubious origins that came and went, quite literally - Baltic beauties and Polish pole dancers included. I’m not allowed to comment on goings-on behind the scenes.
Salvatore had designs on Allegra, no question trying to grope her in the dance floor scrum, the greasy sod.
I’m not a hero and was out of my league but this could not go on. I devised a plan.....