a loud knocking on the door had awoke me from a sound sleep. Now as I sat with my morning coffee, I wondered who could it have been? The days were flying by. My work was going well, still there was the case of missing people. It was something that I did not like to think about. Even my darling Nadjia was now among the missing!

There was no explanation.

Autumn was in the air. Summer was long past. No one had come to asking difficult questions. Often I felt that I existed in two different worlds, perhaps, even more.

The young woman seated at a table across from me was crying. I recognized her from the Gallery Laurent.

"Can I help you miss? Misery often loves company."