It really began that morning when one of Luca’s business partners came to the office. I didn’t think much of it at first. Business partners came and went all the time, and most of them barely noticed me. But this time, it was different.

The man’s name was Mr. Robin. He looked to be about Luca’s age, maybe mid-to-late forties. He was tall, slim, with gray streaks running through his dark hair, and he wore an expensive suit that probably cost more than my whole wardrobe. On the surface, ...