Into the Labyrinth
I awoke with a start, the first light of the morning seeping through the curtains. My first thought, “How did I end up in Paris, investigating a 25 year-old unsolved murder?” Karma, foolishness, or both….
I awoke with a start, the first light of the morning seeping through the curtains. My first thought, “How did I end up in Paris, investigating a 25 year-old unsolved murder?” Karma, foolishness, or both….