Chapter 5“Signore Pagani.” Marin smiled to himself, knowing exactly how the man would reply.
“Marin, how many times must I tell you to call me Mister Payne, or better yet, Leon?”
“Every time?”
They laughed as Marin took a seat at Leone Pagani’s table at the back of the restaurant the man owned. The enforcer standing behind Leon, as he preferred to be called, didn’t seem at all amused, but then he was there to keep his boss safe, not to find anything that was said between Marin and Leon amusing or otherwise.
“What do you need…?” Marin stopped when Leon held up his hand.
“Let’s enjoy a good meal before we talk business, starting with wine and an antipasto platter.”
A waiter instantly appeared with a bottle of Burgundy. He poured a little into Leon’s glass, and when his boss tasted it a
