Chapter 11 Hefaistìon Amintoros
- Yolie
- Patrick is turned, giving his back to me. Stiff as a pole and six feet from the door. The garden at the Villa’s entrance is impressive. I hadn't had time to look closely at it. There are all kinds of
- representative statues of the ancient Greek gods. Patrick looks like one of them, he doesn't move, I don't think he even breathes. I walk towards him before I lose my nerve.