This was, of course, what she had been looking forward to. Here was one of the sites frequented by de Talone before she had managed to escape. Esme paused just inside the doorway of the shop, eyes moving from the left side of the shop to the right. She drew in a deep breath and then closed her eyes for a few moments, letting her hearing take over. She did for every scene she entered. It was amazing what the senses could tell you if they were used properly.

Opening her eyes, she tugged the bag slung over her shoulder so that it sat more securely. Where to begin?