In one sense, he was relieved. He had contraband coal oil in a false bottom of his Italian set.
Across the queues at customs, Leonardo realized he grabbed the wrong bag. Horrors. This bag had a man’s nipple and a faded tattoo that sported “Viva Italia”. Barbaric. A countryman.
But was it serendipitous? His own dragonskin bag had a false pocket with ergot and wolfbane seeds, illegal in this country.
“Next!”