Klimt Schloss Unterach on the Attersee

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Ham sandwiches!” Fric explained, raising his voice almost to a shout.For a moment Mr. Yorn continued to peer in at him, as though studying a curious bug trapped in a specimen jar. Then he shook his head, causing the brim of his rain hat to hamper.He withdrew a folded newspaper and shakily opened it. The Los Angeles Times.[429] The headline was too bold, too black, too incredible to miss: FBI ENTERS MANHEIM KIDNAPPING.A chill shuttled and wove in Fric.A sudden brine moistened his palms, as if he had dipped his hands into a supernatural sea, and his fingers stuck to the paper.He checked the date of the issue. December 24. The day after tomorrow.flap comically, and he turned away.Fric watched the groundskeeper walk past the bronze bowel finally gone like a ghost.Fric figured he knew exactly what Mr. Yorn was thinking: Like mother, like son.Rising from the chair, stretching, shaking stiffness out of his legs, Fric accidentally kicked the picnic hamper, knocking it over.The lid fell open, revealing something inside: a whiteness.The hamper had been empty. No quake lights, no ham sandwiches, no anything.Fric scoped the parlor. He saw no place in which an unsuspected companion might be hiding. The door to the hall remained closed, as he had left it.Hesitantly, he stooped. Cautiously, he reached into the