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Miss Henley called Please meet her this afternoon, if you are able

There was an address at the bottoain, shesure it was properly protected Not wanting the night ?or open a ?she was careful to leave the do not disturb notice on the door Fingering her cross, and putting one of the vials of holy water in her purse, she hurried down the stairs

At the concierge desk, she asked for directions

"This is near the place you went the other night," he told her "You’ll have no probleave ht"

"We have another You wish to walk?"

It would soon be growing dark, but there was still daylight left Jordan decided to walk, and to firmly retrace her footsteps She wanted to know exactly where she was going, how to return, and also how to go back again, in case she needed to

"Yes, I’ll walk"

The concierge mapped out the best route for her and pointed out that if she were tired when it was time to return, there was a vaporetto stop nearby She thanked hi the way, she realized that she had left the cop’s vaht about ducking by the shop to get it back, then decided she could do that the next day She wanted to find Tiff

The sun was setting as she walked, and the as picking up, but she was still certain she could reach her objective before dark She fingered her cross, saying a little prayer for Sal D’Onofrio "What a good man!" she whispered out loud

The as pleasant The streets were filled with people, a few still in costume On various corners, she saw artists and perfor a man who did characterizations of tourists in their costumes, a woman who moved liked a robot, all dressed in silver and a dancer, on a pedestal, as if she were the figurine on a music box On one corner, a violinist played

Jordan stopped by each of the a few thousand lire in the hats they had set out to collect donations

As she neared her destination, the streets grew quieter She entered a mainly residential section of the city, with only a few tourist shops She passed a fruit and vegetable market, campo after campo each with a beautiful church at its center, wells and statues, and even little garden areas She wondered after a while just how es she had crossed She had meant to be so careful and determined, but she had been drawn to the charotten the heaviness that lay on her heart, having discovered that Sal D’Onofrio was dead

At last, she cahborhood she knew She saw the archway under which she had last seen Roberto Capo and found the trattoria where they had been scheduled to lish auton that said, "I aed"

"A table for one, signorina?"

"Not right now, thank you very ht Roberto Capo Do you know hiood customer A friend to me, too"

"Have you seen hihthe aiting for someone, yes He had a sneezes A cold, as you say"

"So he is ill?"

"Oh, I think He was anxious to see you Perhaps he’ll come in later You may wait Have a drink, on the house"

"Thank you, but I have to meet another friend Oh, where is this address, please? I know that it is near" She showed hiht Somewhere there; I ah to find it"

"Thank you; grazie mille"

Outside, she realized that in the brief time she had been in the trattoria, the sun had nearly set There were shadows lining the streets once again

She spoke to herself out loud to keep up her courage

"If I don’t find Tiff right away, I’ll go back to the trattoria, and then straight to the vaporetto stop" She followed the host’s directions and found herself in a large campo surrounded by narrow little streets, or calles, that went off in several different directions She looked for the address on the ht place, but she didn’t see anything except buildings that were old and beautiful, but were certainly not shops, restaurants, or any other kind of public place Where the hell was Tiff?

She looked across the caued her before It was boarded up, in great need of restoration

Walking over to it, she saw that the boards covering many of the broken s had fallen Stone steps led to beautifully carved doors

She stared at the church, tempted, then remembered how anxious she was to meet Tiff She decided to walk down the street a way, and see if she couldn’t find a resident or shopkeeper who ht tell her exactly where she should be

As she turned down one of the streets, she hesitated, looking back, re how Raphael had said that an old, deconsecrated church had been vandalized

There was no graffiti on the walls, or on the boards that covered the broken s, but it was a deconsecrated church, she was certain Sal D’Onofrio had told her so It was definitely derelict She looked around the campo, suddenly afraid that she would hear noises

Whispers fros; hisses that seeht next to her ears, like words she couldn’t quite co was quiet The shadoere still

She started down the street

The sounds of her own footsteps seemed to snap and echo in the darkness

She turned a corner and found an old wo her steps

"Mi scusi, per piacere " What was the proper tense for ‘do you knohere this is’ when asking a stranger for help in finding a place?

"Sai dov’e questo numero?"

The wo hair and studied the ht from her front door