Part ElevenGeorge began shaking uncontrollably as those words sank in. He read them over and over and struggled to believe what he was reading. At one point he even considered it to be a nasty trick that Mira herself had arranged a friend to be a part of. He clearly wasn’t thinking straight. Through the fog of shock he began to remember Claudine. Mira had introduced them once, several years earlier and he had met her on another occasion since. George decided that it was not her style to be involved in a prank so evil. It had to be true. He paced to the window and then into the kitchen. He paced back into the bedroom where the shower was hissing and steaming in one corner, behind an exposed brick wall. He found his tube of diazepam and gulped three of them down and then sat on his bed, wait
