He turned up one of the streets that rose steeply through a strong-smelling growth of eucalyptus trees to a block of apartments, which obviously had magnificent views of the harbour. I was confused in my mind for a moment and that strange feeling I’d had the day he first showed me the car came back. But Sergio’s, charm was, as ever, smooth as silk. He raced up the stairs to the beautiful teak wood door of his apartment and flung it open with an exaggerated ‘da-dah!’