Part 62

Altezza shook his head from side to side. His shoulders and neck felt stiff from too long spent hunched over the monitor screen. Suddenly, his phone rang, displaying Antony's name.

"Yeah?" he answered on the first ring.

"Still at the office?" Antony asked from the other end of the line. Altezza glanced at the watch on his left wrist. It was 4:15.

"I'll be heading home soon," he replied, leaning back in his chair. "What's up, cousin? Any problems?"

"None! Just wanted to extend an invitation. My beloved wife invites you and yours for dinner at our place tonight."

"Finally, you both moved back to Manhattan?"

"Yups," Antony's voice sounded cheerful.

"Flavia?"

"She'll move next academic year. But for now, she's here."

"Alright, then Adaline and I will come. Should we bring anything? Or perhaps the appropriate question is 'will you be giving us gifts'?"

"Already rich but still stingy. But be prepared, cousin, because another cousin will also be coming," Antony said playfully.

"What?!" Altez