A pocket-sized powerbroker with Napoleonic ambitions, Peter Brandini proves that in Manhattan real estate, the smallest knives cut deepest. Behind his carefully curated facade—designer suits, boutique pharma company, and that practiced smile that closes million-dollar deals—lurks a social climber who’d step on his own reflection to reach the next rung. For six years, he played the perfect best friend to the Raths, sharing vacations, inside jokes, and seemingly unbreakable bonds (Colin even stood in his wedding). But like everything in Peter’s world, friendship was just another asset to leverage. When the building’s value skyrocketed, he revealed his true colors faster than his seasonal wardrobe change, slapping the Raths with a sale lawsuit that would detonate their dreams and the relationship. A metrosexual Machiavelli who treats Forbes Magazinelike a vision board, Peter embodies the glossy surface and hollow core of boom-era Manhattan—proving that in New York, even betrayal comes with a designer label.
