Her back to the door Alessia didn't see the figure that stood in the doorway, a sinister smile playing upon his lips. The watcher raised one finger to his lips in the gesture of silence as he looked at the fear filled, tear streaked face of Ellasbeth.

Softly the man entered the room.

A cry of panic flew from the lips of Ellasbeth.

Alessia spun round, the scalpel still in her hand. Her blood ran cold as she realised the man had entered the room.

"Well, well. My dear wife, you decided to disobey me. I see you've discovered my little pastime."

Sir Michel had returned....