Chapter 8

Once he'd dealt with Isobel, all he wanted was Nina.

He camped outside Linda's apartment for three straight days before she finally caved. "She went back to research, Dante. That's all you're getting. I don't know where."

He pulled every string he had, running down every contact from Columbia and Johns Hopkins, until someone coughed up the answer.

Milan.

He was on the next flight.