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Only fighting allowed him moments of peace and clarity as he disciplined his le to remember

Ravi and Wilipo spoke in rapid Bahasa, leaving the Westerner out of it, as always

Wilipo grunted again

That , Falco halted, breathing heavily Ravi’s reflexes were not as instantaneous and his fist clipped Falco

Pain exploded in his head “Che diavolo!”

The curse had spit froh Falco had no conscious knowledge of Italian Or how he kneas Italian The intrigue saved Ravi fro pulverized

Ravi bowed apologetically, dropping his hands to his sides Rubbing his temples, Falco scowled over the late shot as a flash of memory spilled into his head

White stucco Glass A house perched on a cliff, overlooking the ocean Malibu A warm breeze A woman with red hair

His house He had a hos, his memories, his life

The address scrolled through his es of street signs and impressions of direction, and he knew he could find it

Hoet there Somehow

One

Los Angeles, California

At precisely 4:47 a The babies had started sleeping through the night, thank the good Lord, but despite that, their feeding tirained itself into her body in some kind of whacked-out mommy alarm clock

No one had warned her of that Just as no one had warned her that triplets weren’t three ti worry of one baby, but more like a zillion times