Chapter 62

“Watching Tio’s not the problem…the problem is the reason for watching him.”

He began to unscrew the lid of the bottle to pour the fourth glass before he changed his mind and sat on a large leather chair in front of the television.

“Maybe the goddess suspects something…maybe it’s about his late father or that bitch Erosa. Whatever it is, I hope her utmost mariners will be able to take adequate care of it. He picked up the remote control and increased the volume of the television as the channel began a special report on shipping activities to and from the United Arab Emirates.

“…eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one… twenty-one perfect assistants dead.”

She screamed in a fury while watching the corpses of the twenty-one ladies in a heap atop the silvery altar. She thought hard about what to do, as the seven-letter word – ‘patience’ seemed to discourage her from it.

“His birthday is just four months away,” she kept saying to herself, “four months away.”<