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about your dreamboat?" Dan asked."Down, boy,"
    Nellie said to Dan. "Let's give Amy a rest."They cleared out, and Amy was left alone with Ian's voice in her head.
    Murder. Was he lying? Or did he know who killed them?Amy bent over and took deep breaths. Someone had killed her parents. Someone she probably even knew.
    The Kabras couldn't be trusted.She could be walking into a trap. She didn't care.
    Because inside her brain one question burned: Who?* * *
    The late afternoon sun was still strong as she left the bus stop and walked toward the museum by the harbor.
    Circular Quay was a busy spot for tourists. She was relieved to find it c rowded and lively. It was easy to lose herself in the wandering throngs.
    She stopped at the first store she found that sold touristy things and bought a baseball cap that read OZ. She pulled it low over her face as if she was shading her eyes from the bright afternoon sunlight.
    She wished she could be one of the tourists with a camera, ambling through the maze of cobblestone streets and alleyways.
    This was one of the oldest parts of Sydney, and the stores and sidewalk cafes she passed looked tempting.
    Ahead, the spectacular Harbour Bridge curved against a brilliant bright blue sky. She caught her first glimpse of the famous Sydney Opera House, looking to her like a flower unfurling its petals. Music filled the air.
    Awnings mimicking the shape of the opera house roof shaded tables laden with crafts.But she wasn't a tourist. Her strolling had a purpose. When she stopped to look in a store window, it wasn't to see the merchandise.
    It was to check out the people around her in the reflection. When she turned a corner and doubled back, it wasn't because she'd made a mistake in direction -- it was to catch any tails behind her. And when she tilted her head to admire the surrounding buildings, she was checking out the roof lines and any possible flash from binoculars.
    When Amy felt satisfied that she wasn't being followed, she headed down toward the museum. She slowed her steps and proceeded cautiously as she grew closer to the harbor. She was fifteen minutes ahead of schedule.
    Time to check out the area. S he hung back in a doorway, watching the swirl of tourists. Every so often she checked her watch so that it would appear as though she was waiting for someone.
    Suddenly, she felt someone behind her, a little too close."Beautiful day. Hope you are able to enjoy it."Amy felt the fear curl inside her at the sound of that harsh Russian-accented voice. She tried to move away, but a group of tourists was directly in front of her, loudly discussing where to eat dinner.
    She felt something press against her back."By the way, the nails are loaded," Irina said.
    All Irina had to do was bend back the joint of her finger, and a needle full of poison would sink into Amy's neck.
    She looked around frantically for a policeman."Do not be a stupid person. No one can help you. Now go."She moved away from the harbor, back down the street. Her eyes searched the area, looking for a way out.
    Could she outrun Irina? Maybe. But Irina pressed so close behind her that Amy knew she'd never get away without a prick from that needle."Don't think. Just walk. No business that is funny.
    Now in here. Go." Irina urged her inside an old stone building. The door was unlocked, and she pushed it open. Irina crowded in behind her and shut the door.
    They were in an old pub.
    The curved wooden bar stretched the length of the room. Dim light caught the flash of amber in bottles still lined up on a shelf.
    But cobwebs hung from the ceiling, and they had disturbed dust that swirled in the slanting sunlight."This way," Irina said, prodding Amy toward a small door at the back.Fear coiled inside Amy.
    She had seen the blank, intense look in Irina's eyes in the Church on the Blood. Irina had been close to killing her and Dan that dark night. "No."
    "Push door, please," Irina said. When Amy hesitated, Irina's foot shot forward and kicked