The unrelenting heat of the day and evening had finally relaxed its grip as Anton slipped through the back streets and made his way home. He took a different route to the one he"d used to get to the Rue Deauville, just to be sure that no-one saw him both on the outward and inward legs of his journey. The clock showed just after midnight when he finally locked his own front door and allowed himself a moment"s breather, propped up against the cool surface of the locked door.
Next, he made his way to the kitchen where he removed a metal tub from the cupboard under the sink unit. He first washed every one of his instruments in hot soapy water which he"d run into the sink, and then meticulously dried them with a disposable towel which he would later burn in the apartment block"s communal incin
