39Angels and CatsSince landing in Turin, Soren had been following the same path Conn had taken just an hour or so earlier. He’d also made the exact same discoveries.
When he saw the mess at the apartment, his stomach knotted, and it took him a few seconds of rising panic before he got his composure back in check. He had to treat this like any other job, but the sight of Tazia’s blood on the bed disturbed him.
Like Conn, Soren had also had a challenging flight. He’d fallen into a fitful sleep almost immediately after he boarded the plane, not even moving when the drinks trolley collided with the leg he’d thrust out into the aisle in an effort to uncurl his large frame from the confines of the coach class seating.
As he slept, he dreamed that Jegudiel was sitting atop a statue of Venus wh
