New York City in the 1920s and 30s...weren't nobody who didn't fear the name Romello. Romeo was a true hero to some, but a nightmare to others. I was always caught somewhere in between. Me, Cece Romello, the lovechild of a mafia kingpin and a colored jazz singer from Harlem, passin' as full-blooded Italian when I were really just half. Being Romeo's daughter meant I had to be tough as a guy and they'd think I wasn't cause I weren't no man, but I were the manliest dame on them streets apart from lookin'! This ain't no fairytale story if ya came lookin' for one. It's the truth as far as I lived it, learnin' the hard way bout' love and lust, fame and infamy, but most of all...that nobody could ever run from Romeo Romello, especially not his daughter!
