“So Alex's disappearance is connected to yours?”
“Of course. Why else do you think I would leave my job, my home and my friends? But, let me start at the beginning my friends. You have so many questions and I know you are anxious that I should provide you with the answers.”
Christina smiled again and Dexter felt the blood rushing in his head, an almost palpable pounding in his ears, as though his head were on fire. He found it almost impossible to concentrate on anything but her face. Every minute they'd spent together the previous year came flooding back to him and he had to force himself to listen to her words instead of languishing in his memories. Karen sipped from her mug, the hot chocolate thick and warming as Christina began her tale.
“I'm sure my friend Grigore at the News Agenc
