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Ho was staring at the photograph when his telephone rang
“Yes or no?” a voice with a rough Chinese accent asked
Ho stared a second longer, then smiled “His hands and his head,” he said quietly “Pack theht them”
The telephone went dead in his ear
PARAGUAY in general and Asunción in particular isthan South As and extensive parks with fountains scream Vienna, not Rio Spenser tossed soeons, then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead
The fact is, a man who commits a crime is never free—even if it seems he pulled it off
The abiding knowledge of his infraction is never far fro it inside only makes it worse Only the sociopath feels no remorse—the events happened to another, if they ever happened at all
Spenser brushed the last of the feed froht over the morsels, then stood up It was late afternoon He decided to return to his anony out for a late dinner Toin to rebuild his life Tonight, his plan was to eat, sleep and try to forget
The art dealer was not a stupid man He kneould scour the earth for him
Right noever, Spenser was just trying to put that all out of his ht, before the trail here ive him time to move out of the capital into the countryside There, he would eventuallyaround And hide him, if they came too close
At this instant in tiuard was down and he eary Toentine steak and an entire bottle of red wine Crossing through the park, he started down the cobblestone street leading up the hill toward the hotel
The sideas deserted; ave hi “I Left My Heart in San Francisco” as he strolled along Halfway up the block, he saw the awning leading to the street from his hotel
Spenser was still huarrote was slipped over his head and he gagged over his verse
With lightning speed the triad killed and dragged Spenser inside a garden at the rear of a ho the street The occupants of the home were out of town, but that was of little h to be home, he would have killed them too
Four days passed before the remains of Spenser’s body were found It was minus the hands and the head, but the arms had been carefully folded across his chest and the Canadian passport tucked into his belt