CHAPTER THIRTY :
When Alex did wake up, it was ten past midnight. Jen was sleeping, her gentle, rhythmic breathing sounding comforting to the still-sleepy Alex. He remembered his vision and went through it several times in his mind, in the hope of remembering all the details. While doing this, he fell asleep again, cuddling up close to Jen and it was after two o’clock before he awoke fully.
Excitedly, he recounted his latest vision to Jen, who listened, fascinated.
“Your previous visions covered drug distribution by the ‘Ndrangheta, but this seems to be about their protection rackets. I wonder what the Scottish guys were injected with?”
Alex had been thinking about this. “It was the way he said that they were ‘not dead, yet’. So either the drug would eventually kill them or they would
