Cold Reception

~GENEVIEVE~

Someone shouted Castellani before the plane door was fully open. Enzo put on the practiced smile he always used once the cameras were on him.

A helicopter took us the rest of the way.

I could see the harbor packed with yachts.

I could already see the circuit in my head—Casino, pool, Enzo with dozens of women.

That image ruined the rest for me.

Enzo watched the water and did not speak.