Chapter 25Developments
Shafts of weak sunlight intruded through the slight crack in the curtains of Sofie Meyer's hotel room. She'd quickly fallen asleep the previous night and now found herself being woken up by the annoying sound of the telephone ringing. The alien sound of the Austrian ringtone differed greatly from the sound of the British one she'd grown accustomed to over the last three years. She'd hardly noticed it the night before, but now, as it disturbed her sleep, it made her wonder for a moment where she was. Realisation dawned and she reached across to the bedside table and lifted the annoying device from its cradle.
“Ja, Meyer,” she croaked, her throat dry and her voice hoarse from sleep.
“Sofie, is that you?” Andy Ross's voice broke through the fog of her half-sleep stat
