Alessandro Lo Curzio looked to be in his early forties. Tall, elegant, in good physical condition, cologne-scented, tanned, and with a smile that one needed sunglasses to look at.
It was clear he was destined for the sort of brilliant career common to so many of today’s executives: a rapid ascent (perhaps from selling his own mother to the highest bidder), arrival at the top, immediate crash of the stock value of the company, bank, or whatever it was, disappearance of said executive, and reappearance, one year later, of same executive in a position of even greater importance.
–From Andrea Camilleri’s The Overnight Kidnapper