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Chapter 1
The Second Connection
(2010—Venice, Italy)
hat happened?” The woman sounded worried.
“W “I have absolutely no idea, my darling.” Her husband’s
voice reflected that concern—and their unmistakable English accents.
Their companion, who was steering the boat, could just make
out their expressions in the dim light. Difficult to judge, though. The
eerie reflection of moonlight in the canal waters was casting faint,
shimmering patterns across their features. No doubt they were stunned,
but that was understandable.
One moment the woman was close to falling from a bridge into
the polluted waters of the canal in the mid-afternoon sunshine then,
as soon as he managed to get both her and her husband safely into
the boat, they made the connection. The area was now bathed in
moonlight.
“I’m sorry, Mr and Mrs Saunders. You’re safe enough.”
“How do you know our names?” the husband interrupted, his
voice now more incredulous than concerned.
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