Trier is closer and will yield sanctuary. And there’s the high forest of Hunsrück in the Saarland between you and Koblenz. The Rächer is about in ...those woods.’ Unhearing, unheeding, I spurred the fresh horse off toward Koblenz beyond the Hunsrück at the sound of the hoof beats of my pursuers on the village cobblestones. At the darkest hour, my weary steed slowed its pace deep in the high forest of the Saarland. Barely conscious, fever fighting hunger, both eclipsed by weariness, I slipped and. "I wanted to say goodbye, and make sure the work was done to the highest standard. The place deserved respect, and I was able to ensure it was delivered!" Jeff winced, feeling his treachery stinging.The tyres of the van crunched as they met the gravel of the pubs car park. Skillfully, Joe maneuvered the large van between the parked cars, before picking out a suitable space. The van shuddered to a premature halt, belching black oil.The doors were thrown open, and slammed in unison."I think this. Someone had forced their way into my home and my safeguards had detonated an implosion bomb. The house was nothing but a ball of debris now and the remote lasers had killed the external intruders. Even the vehicle they had arrived in had been destroyed.I took the back off the comm and removed the power cell before I tossed both out the window. I touched a spot on the console and it opened as an old comp slid up and out. I took it as I pulled into the huge shopping complex. I parked in the very. . the dayterrorists had struck America, a day he'd mostly spent in front of aflickering television set, alternating between righteous rage andmind-numbing grief ... and the day he received word that he'd landed hisdream job as a counselor to abused and addicted teenagers, leading them tobetter lives. His life was, at long last, becoming one of personal andspiritual enrichment, advancement and ...He blinked as his washcloth caught on something. Looking down through thejets of hot water, Finnegan.