| Paul Currier had told her very littleabout himself, Marianna realized later.A professor on sabbatical, he had hadten years Foreign Service. He was di-vorced and traveling alone in Yugo-slavia, visiting the islands strung outlike stepping stones along the coast.Why didn t she leave her bus tour andcome with him? It was a friendly, opensuggestion, not a proposition. AndMarianna accepted. For almost twoyears, she had been numb with the griefof her widowhood; now she felt aliveagain, as attracted to this stranger as heseemed to be to her. That afternoon asthey sat in a sunlit caf6 in the islandvillage, she wished her tranquil happi-ness could last indefinitely. But whenshe returned to their table after a fewminutes absence, Paul had disappeared.Annoyed by her questions, the waiteracted as if he had never existed. And atthe hotel, Paul s room was empty, pre-pared for the next occupant. Heartsick,she decided to take the morning boat toDubrovnik and rejoin the tour. Anxious about her own plight andwith growing fears for Paul s safety,Marianna made the mistake of confid-ing in Lotte Ludwig, the too vivaciousforeigner who earlier had mistaken Paulfor his brother, the new Ambassador inBelgrade. Suddenly the beautiful Illyr-ian coast became a trap, a place forviolence and murder, for a deceptionthat had a terrifying motive. |
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