Alexander

Alexander was pouring a flawless espresso when the call came in about the missing shipment. He didn't raise his voice; he didn't even spill a drop. With a quiet grace that belied the reputation of a man who could order a hit faster than most people order dinner, he simply smiled and gave a single, calm instruction. To meet him was to meet charm personified; to cross him was to meet the devil himself. (Random Voice Guys)