Chapter 26
Conti, Italy
Dani
WE DID A QUICK change and handed the suits to Giuseppe, then Marco went into the den to settle down with his laptop. When Giuseppe returned to escort us to the car and drive us to dinner, he was carrying our freshly pressed suits. Luciano met us at the castle entrance, and we went to dinner at the little hotel where he and Marco had a long and productive conversation. I found myself liking our guest very much, and I could tell that Marco felt likewise.
As the hotel manager was serving us each a glass of Port, Marco asked him how business was.
“It comes and goes, Signor Conte. Sometimes good, sometimes not so good.”
Giuseppe’s cell phone rang, and he excused himself to take the call.
“Sit down, Signore,” Marco said to the manager, “and tell us about busin
