Chapter 4
Conti, Italy
Marco
I LEFT THE APARTMENT and walked over to the section of the castle that housed the administrative offices of the Conti Group. Luciano was waiting for me and stood, as he always did, when I entered his office.
Luciano Neri was the grandson of Grandmother’s older brother, and therefore my second cousin. When I’d inherited the title and the responsibilities that came with it, he’d been managing director of a large business enterprise based in Rome and fresh out of a messy divorce. He’d jumped at the chance to move to Conti and become managing director of the Conti Group.
“Luciano,” I said, “you’re looking well.”
“Thank you, Marco,” he said as he shook my hand, “but flattery doesn’t become you, I’m forty-nine, and starting to look it. As for you, what can I sa
