Chapter 29
Victoria’s Plan
Countess Victoria von Baden’s pursuit of the compass weighed on her. She reclined on a tufted maroon velvet Gothic settee and frowned into the gilded mirror she held in her hand.
She did not like what she saw. “I have fawned over and followed that miserable reptile for too many years, and all I have to show for it are wrinkles and graying hair. I’m barely closer to my compass than I was more than a decade ago when we found out where it was.” Thinking back to her performance in the hospital, she reflected, “If only I could have poisoned that despicable Jew kid in the hospital, the prize would be mine now.”
When that latest scheme to seize the compass at the clinic had failed, she fled her temporary residence in Zurich for her Altes Schloss Castle on Lake Const
