Hermes sat on the park bench in the cold Baltimore air, he didn't even know where he was. "Must have taken a wrong turn in Rome."
{‡}; As Edgar walked, he decided to take a shortcut through the park. He had 3 books to read and review before the coming weekend but they seemed to have a heft of their own. As he walked through the park, he dropped the books with a curse. He didn't notice the other man that was seated on the bench, not too far from him while he stooped to retrieve the fallen, and now wet, books.















