CHAPTER 36
Gail was kneeling at the end of the sofa, massaging Erik Weissenstein's temples, neck and shoulders, her expression worried. He lay on his stomach with his eyes closed.
Through the panoramic window of the living room in their suite at the Hotel Säntis in Appenzell, he saw the sky darkening as rain clouds gathered. Somewhere thunder sounded. It was mid-afternoon, warm and sultry. They had just had s*x and were still naked. But Eric's mind seemed far away, and had been even during their love-making. It hadn't been particularly good: he'd left her unsatisfied. And this wasn't the first time of late.
Now, he seemed to be waiting for a phone call which didn't seem to be coming. Suddenly, he pulled himself to his feet, donning his bathrobe. Then he snatched up the phone and dialled
