Chapter 22
Spring arrived in London with a quiet kind of brilliance, as if the city itself had exhaled after a long, gray winter. Along the Victoria Embankment, rows of carefully tended gardens bloomed in soft waves of amber, white, and pale pink. Fresh petals caught the morning li
Chapter 23
The summer heat of the city was unrelenting, baking the cracked asphalt of the outer industrial districts until the air shimmered with waves of oppressive haze. In a narrow, windowless basement apartment beneath a discount dry cleaner, the Wright family lived i
Chapter 24
The autumnal sun set over the hills of Tuscany, painting the rolling vineyards and ancient stone villas in brilliant shades of crimson, gold, and deep violet. The air was crisp, carrying the sweet scent of ripe grapes, earth, and woodsmoke.
At the center of a historic