CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
Lost among the crowds at the New England Aquarium in Central Wharf, he felt out of place and more alone than when he was by himself. He moved through a glass tunnel and gazed around at all the fish and sea creatures in the glistening blue water above his head.
Children screamed around him and parents pointed.
He lost sight of his victim often. There was no real need to keep track of her. She was on a blind date and taking her time, and his journey was all about patience, and timing.
In one of the aquarium rooms, a large, shallow pool had been created where people could touch stingrays. His victim was having the time of her life. She was young, only in her late twenties, very pretty with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Her date splashed water on her. She grabbed him
