Chapter 15
“Marco, my son,” the man said. He stepped forward to meet us and grabbed Marco in a hug. “It has been too long.”
“Good to see you again, Father,” Marco said. “May I present my partner and best friend in all the world, Danilo Rosati.”
The Duke and I shook hands. “I’m pleased to meet you at last, Dr. Rosati.”
“Danilo, or better yet, Dani, will do, Sir,” I said. “What shall I call you?”
“Duke will do,” he said.
“Yes, Sir.”
The Duke pointed at a grouping of chairs in one corner of the room. “Sit, please, and tell me about your trip,” he said. “Would you like a glass of wine?”
“Wine sounds good,” Marco said, and the Duke went to what appeared to be a well-equipped bar near our chairs, removed a bottle of wine from a cooler, and poured three glasses. He handed each of us a glass, before he took a seat, and looked expectantly at Marco.