Chapter 64

“I’ll take them downstairs for you if you like,” Giuseppe said.

“That nice of you to offer,” Marco said, “but I don’t expect you to be a gofer.”

“Gofer? What is this gofer?”

“An employee whose job it is to go and fetch. You know, ‘go for this’, ‘go for that’… it’s an American expression, and I don’t know if there is a similar one in Italian.”

“It is of no importance,” Giuseppe said, “I want to go down to the security office anyway.”

“Thanks,” Marco said. “Give us a minute and the suits are yours.”

26

Conti, ItalyDani

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.