18:00 November 2, 1886
Massius, Italy
Shallow drops of crystal blue water fell from the evanescent sky and soaked the gray Fiat as it toted it's way down the Italian roads. People crossed over via the crosswalk behind the car and unveiled their umbrellas to prevent further unnecessary dampness.
The driver of the gray Fiat looked into his rearview mirror and made a disgruntled sound with his throat. What caught his attention was a man sitting in the driver's side back seat.
"Are you OK back there? You haven't said a word since your departure."
The man's attention was lost to the passing city lights but in the instant, he rapped his knuckles on the car window and reached into his trenchcoat pocket.
"I'm doing quite well. There's no need to worry about me. Just lost in a train of thought."
"Understood, Mr. Torrento. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."
The driver refocused his attention back on the bustling streets and the persistent honking of impantient ne'er-do-wells. Up ahead, more than a click away, a bloodstone red sedan tagged a teal passing car in the side and shoved it off the road as a black Bertone car caught up behind it. The instant bustle forced trafgic to stop making Mr. Torrento's driver furiously slam on the brakes.
"In nome di Montevelli! Scendere alla strada!"

The perpetrator fled from the scene with the Bertone tailing behind. Mr. Torrento snapped out of his gaze and tilted his head to get a better look ahead of the driver.
"What just happened?"

The driver glanced into his mirror and saw bright headlights of a speeding car.
"A car just got shoved off the face of the road. It looked to have been a chase and..."
The black car's engine roared as it flew by the driver and dodging people.
"...and it looks like there goes another. There's been a lot of chases lately. Massius is becoming bad luck very quickly."
Mr.Torrento shook his head and propped his head up on the frame of the door.
"It would appear so. As long as we get through here, everything will be swell."

Here's a snippet of what I had come up with recently.
The story is of a man, Mr. Franz Torrento, who gets caught up with a heist of the Gallery of Avant-garde, where the most famous artwork is displayed.
Do care to understand that most references are not accurately correct but are defined to set the proper tone of this piece.