Chapter 29
Conti, Italy
Marco
DANI AND I HAD skipped several of our monthly visits to Conti and it was time to get back into our schedule, so we flew down early one Saturday morning. Dani settled down for a long soak in a warm tub in our quarters in il Castello di Conti while Luciano and I were in the office wing of the castle catching up on the varied business affairs of the Conti Group.
“I’ve badly neglected you these past few months, Luciano, and I apologize for that,” I said.
“Not to worry, Marco, this group is functioning like a well-oiled machine.”
“Mostly due to your expertise,” I said. “Maybe it’s time to adjust your compensation upward again.”
“I hate to have to give even more money to the tax guys.”
“Yeah, but if we don’t pay you more, they’ll take it from the group profi
