Book 2: Two Pillars Position
Swim instructor Matt diLorenzo sat at his desk, which fronted a large window overlooking the Olympic-sized pool in the gym where he worked. It was late January—outside, wintry wind swirled flakes of snow through the city streets of Richmond, causing pedestrians to huddle down in their coats to ward off the chill. This time of the year was not a busy one for Matt at work; he managed to catch up on all the paperwork that accumulated over the summer because quite simply, not many felt much like swimming in the winter. Oh, there were the die-hards, naturally, women and men on the gym’s swim team who showed up like clockwork to lap around the pool, but they usually didn’t wander in until after noon. At nine-thirty in the morning, the only sounds Matt could hear wer
