CHAPTER THIRTY
Steel sat back in the coach seat as it headed for Mdina. The sun beat down relentlessly.
Steel had been to many places that had been hot and quite a few freezing. So, he was accustomed to weather and temperature change. However, being accustomed did not mean that his body liked it any better. The air-conditioner was working hard to bring the temperature down. Some of the older ladies cooled themselves with waved magazines. Others carried small battery-operated fans.
Steel gazed at a map of the island on his cell phone, switching between the satellite view and the map view. All in high definition, so good he could see a cat sat in a shop window – or at least he thought it was a cat. He was making mental notes of a few possible places of interest and distances between them.
