“Bon soir, Claude,” called the girl as she turned back to look towards the café. The muffled sound of Claude"s reply reached Anton"s ears as she crossed the street and began walking towards the entrance to the park. Anton moved out from behind the cover of the tree and began to move slowly towards the gate, making sure he kept in the shadows all the time. He"d become well practised in his art. The girl wouldn"t see him or hear him until it was too late for her to do anything.
As she passed the entrance to the park, he swiftly moved to fall into place just behind her, matching her pace perfectly. He made sure that the street was clear of any other living souls and then, without warning, Anton attacked!
Before she had the chance to sense his malevolent presence, he struck her with an exper
