CHAPTER 35
The first thing Mark saw was a cocktail of blue and greens, he heard birds, saw trees and patches of a blue sky over him and thought that heaven was very much like earth.
Then an Italian voice said, "Va bene, amico?"
He turned his head and looked up into a smiling face. Him! In heaven too?
The Italian helped him to his feet.
It was Bernie. He looked very much alive. Gradually, it dawned on Mark that he was not dead. He remembered thanking God for having created the Italians and passed out again.
He came to in the back of a Jaguar twelve cylinder limousine, still naked, but with his clothes piled in his lap. Tentatively, he put a hand between his thighs and was relieved to find everything sore but intact. Then he sat up and took a look through the window and saw the killing
