CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
Darkness had fallen, and the small towns and villages of Gozo sparkled like fireflies in a field. High above, a million stars twinkled and blinked in a cloudless sky. In Victoria's city, people wandered the brightly lit streets quaint city, sitting in restaurants or frequenting cafes' bars. Tourists sauntered dreamily, taking in the warmth of the night and the big sky above. The aroma from the restaurants filled the air, along with music and laughter. But Steel had chosen not to stay in Victoria. Instead, he’d found a hotel in a town called Xewkija. he had found it online and booked the rooms straight away. It seemed a decent place, best of all, out of the way of the main road and the capital city of Victoria. If someone was looking for him, they would no doubt suspect
