Epilogue
Willemstad, Curaçao, Dutch Antilles
They gathered at the Iguana Café in the early afternoon. Friends and well-wishers surrounded Tom. Felicia had organized it as a surprise welcome home party. Paul and Carlos sat opposite them and even Franck Rheinhardt made an appearance. Princess lay happily under the table, content to snack on anything that dropped her way. Tom was a little distant, and his fiancée noticed.
Tom was having a crisis of conscience. He’d woken that morning from a restless sleep. He couldn’t remember what he had been dreaming about, but it had left him depressed with pangs of guilt. The depression slowly faded as the day progressed, and he tried to isolate the reason for his guilty feeling.
He’d long ago come to terms with the repercussions of the robbery in Fre
