Father Trevelyan finished his prayer then sat, exhausted, between Felix"s body and the fire engine. Fournier was still there, still crying and, it seemed, not happy with the priest"s presence. He said something, said it again with a forceful gesticulation, then shouted over the din. Trevelyan wasn"t getting the message. The priest just sat giving Fournier his full attention but no satisfaction.
On the other side of the engine, Luis stepped, blinking, through the front arch of the castle. He wore tennis shoes and Ray"s baggy, scorched pants but was naked from the waist up and badly burned. He sat on the steps as if waiting for a taxi.
Aimee saw him and thought her eyes were playing tricks. She pulled away from Brandy and shrieked in delight. Then, shrieking again, ran to Luis, fell on him
