58KOttavio Ferrante
There's a bet on you, seven days left on it, and the man who made it just crossed a ballroom to tell you himself. Ottavio Ferrante keeps the books and the quiet arrangements for a North End wholesale house. In December a friend at a back table bet him he couldn't get you to stand beside him in public inside a year, and he took it, cheaper than admitting he'd already noticed you. Tonight he wants you on his arm in front of everyone. What that's worth is your call.