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A weaselish little man of visible Italian descent in his late forties. Preston Cavaletti is faintly olive skinned, with slicked back black hair, and small but decidedly pointy nose that leaves you in mind of a small rodent. His shrewd brown eyes are constantly taking in his surroundings, analysing everything that he sees. It's almost like he's casing everyone and everything that he sees.
He is almost always seen in a well fitting Italian suit with wider lapels and a pocket watch, wingtipped black shoes, and leather case that carries his paperwork and campaign information.
By no means a slouch, Preston has gotten where he in in the world on sheer personality. He is shrewd, smart and sneaky and those qualities are noted by almost anyone who has had dealings with him. A smooth talker, analyst, and businessman, there is little question that he is ambitious, though his ambitions are not well known or understood.
As far as politics go, Cavaletti is somewhat of a local legend. He started working for the party in the late eighties, after a failed attempt at a council seat on the West Side against incumbent, Peter Goff. Cavaletti, who proved himself a more than ample fundraiser, for himself, was asked to head up fundraising for the Democratic cause.
Rumors abound about Cavaletti's shady dealings and dirty tricks that brought about the shame of then Council President, Peter Goff, which propelled dark-horse candidate, Maurice Broussard, into the Mayor's seat in 1996. Even more rumors abound about his shadier connections, but no one can even begin to make anything illegal stick to him.
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