The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.

photograph had been taken in Philadelphia when she was four weeks old.
Someone had written FALSE LEAD across it.
Victor.
He controlled the investigators.
Dante nodded.
He made me believe I was always one city behind you because you wanted to remain hidden.
I did want to remain hidden.
From me?
From the man Victor described.
Dante absorbed the distinction.
Is continue reading …