Futura Macdonald & Co

One As I stepped outside I saw him standing there at the end of the street again, his stance dehberately casual, his hands thrust into the pockets of his heavy navy blue coat. I paused on the steps, staring at him. He turned his back to me and sauntered around the corner. I feU a tremor ofaiarm....

PrefaceFor six weeks the disciples had stalked the woman. They watched her house while she slept, followed her to and from work, and waited for her when she visited friends. Since the death of their leader, their numbers had declined. Some had committed suicide. Others had given in to despair and...