A Window to the PastTracy was gone. That was his one remaining major irritation out of the way. He doubted that the girl would ever have been in a position to bring the police down on his neck, but this way he'd made sure of her eternal silence.
There was only one thing left to do and his plan would be complete. He only needed to be careful for a little while longer and his long wait for vengeance would be absolute. Elizabeth would have been proud of him, he was sure of that. Obtaining the aconite had been the hardest part. No reputable company in the country would supply him with the poison in the quantity he required, even with the fake I.D. and diplomas in medicine and homeopathy he'd purchased via a slightly unscrupulous internet website. Luckily, his work had, over the years brought
