Bari, Italy
Day Two
Feeling like a cat stalking an armed and dangerous mouse, Sam lingered in the lobby of an old castle that had been converted to a museum, waiting for the police captain to leave work. Her hunting blind was located directly across the rain-soaked street from the police station.
The captain’s ship, from which Lieutenant Esposito had supposedly fallen, was moored down by the closed-for-the-season Ferris wheel on the esplanade, and Stryker was there checking the boat for evidence. After Ace had located the boat, she had sent Sam a photograph of the captain, and Sam’s marching orders were to follow him. If he went to a café or restaurant for dinner, she was to make a move and see what she could learn about how the lieutenant had died. In preparation, she had changed her m
