” Patrick adjusted his thick glasses and scanned the paper. “But where’s the source?”“It could be a well ... or...” Donna scrunched up her... freckled face as she thought, her glasses hanging just on the tip of her nose. “Not a well ... look.”“Lake Ipuza Ikpi,” they said at the same time and looked at each other. Both of their brains working furiously.“When David, Roy, and I saw the meteor. It was low in the sky, heading due west. We were here.” He pointed at a series of sewers and water pipes. I noticed a framed black and white picture on his desk of a pretty woman; she seemed to be in her early twenties and looked vaguely familiar.He saw me looking at it and remarked with a sad voice, “That’s Sophie, my sister. Or better said, she was until she died.”I didn’t ask any other questions, carefully setting the picture down again. It was obvious to me that my grandfather had cared a great deal about her and I didn’t want to bring up any painful memories.He offered me a comfortable seat. There was a message on the answering machine when they arrived. Dead to the world, Erin dragged Rick into bed and undressed him. She placed a heavy blanket over him so the leg would heal properly."As soon as you are able, I want some of that," she told the man she loved but he was too sleepy to hear her.The call was from Shelly. She dialed her office at the club and the woman picked it up on the first ring."We're back," Erin said."How is Rick?" Shelly asked."Rick's still sick but he'll get. I am trying to do a little more delving, see who pays the Council Tax, but that may take too much time. It will be easier to get the information when I get my hands on their computer files." Matt then explained that Gary should come up with Matt."Chubb reckons that they will have to go in on foot, so they want you to drive one of the four by fours in, once they have secured everything."Chubb and Spag had made use of the mobile canteen until it closed at eight o' clock, then made themselves.