Arthur NixdorfClem looked up at Jen Boyland. They both understood the unspoken truth that she was still in love with him, that she still lusted after him in a way accentuated by his complete untouchability. She found solace in his presence in Washington – it was Jen who had persuaded the abbot to send Clem to the US on a twelve-month sabbatical and it was she who had arranged his accommodation in the embassy compound and covered all his costs.
Jen was genuinely worried about Clem.
“The guys tell me that you’ve been to give someone the last rites. What happened, Paddy – did something go wrong?”
Clem desperately needed to talk to someone – and after all Jen had been his soul mate and confidante all those years ago.
“Jen, what do you know about Art Nixdorf? He died today while I was heari
