There was a full moon. but Donovan didn't open the drapes In John Wolf's study. Even though it was well past

midnight, he could t take the chance of anyone seeing him there. Light from a single taper flickered along the slender

wire be slipped into the lock of Wolf's desk. He turned the wire, easing open the mechanism. A soft click echoed

in the silence of the room. And beyond the walls of the study, he became aware of another sound Footsteps.

He snuffed the candle between his thumb and forefinger He held his breath, listening as the footsteps approached

the study. It was a woman, her slippered footsteps...