Chapter One: Four A.M., May 23, 1992
Long legged and nearly naked, the reclining woman stared into the night, her huge eyes blank and soulless, her long hair barely covering her voluptuous breasts.
She saw everything, and nothing.
The deserted street was dark.
Her expression never changed as the sleek car on the street below turned left into a Dumpster-lined alley and crept to a halt. The driver killed the lights. He and another man in dark clothes emerged and quietly approached a steel-plated door. The passenger carried a small suitcase.
In this silent hour before dawn, they could hear the sea pounding the...