Chapter 16

A discreet knock sounded at the door.

“Ah, that must be Jorge to tell me your things are put away, pardon me for a moment,” Luca said and left the room. Dennis looked around and a sense of peace came over him. The artist in him appreciated how the furnishings and décor worked together to create an ambience of simplicity, although done in exquisite taste. He wondered if it was Luca or a decorator who picked the furnishings. Yet somehow he knew Luca wouldn’t live in a space someone else designed.

He heard the murmur of voices and then soft footsteps coming up the stairs.

“I left your things in a spare room for the time being, so you can go through it them later, after you’ve had some much needed sleep and something to eat,” Luca said as he entered the room. “This will be your room while you’re here. Now, let’s get you tucked into bed. You need to be off your feet.”