Another Way Of Dying

Another Way of DyingForrester had seen them twice before--once at Palermo airport, when they were passing through customs, and once at his hotel in Taormina a few days later. Taormina was where the tourists went and fell in love with Sicily: there had been no earthquakes there. They were an ordinary enough couple by Mediterranean standards--the girl, at a guess, in her early 20s and the man perhaps around 50, balding, paunchy. The girl wasn't conventionally attractive, though the long blonde hai...