The House of Lost Souls
“He didn’t pursue his research work at weekends. He had tried to simplify his life, to reduce it to a series of habits and routines undeserving of challenge or even rigorous thought. But life was going to be vastly more complicated now, after Covey’s intervention. It was going to be more dangerous, too. To his surprise, Seaton found he almost welcomed that. The prospect of action was almost a relief to him, after the months and years of concealment and dread. Wakeful in the small hours, fearful ...after the tape-machine cabaret, he’d decided he was unlikely to survive what he intended to try to do. But his bitter conclusion had been that his life was not worth living anyway. Not as it was. And, unchallenged, he knew its condition would never greatly improve.
The café was an Italian place called Perdoni’s. It was double-fronted and had an optimistic array of metal chairs and zinc tables placed on the pavement outside. And it was at one of these tables that Seaton sat, the pavement flags under his feet still wet with rain from the previous night.MoreLess
The café was an Italian place called Perdoni’s. It was double-fronted and had an optimistic array of metal chairs and zinc tables placed on the pavement outside. And it was at one of these tables that Seaton sat, the pavement flags under his feet still wet with rain from the previous night.MoreLess
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