On the floor in the opera, was a man, Dr. Leonard Resou, his
hair was dark and low trimmed, his eyes shone in the dark as did his teeth,
her wore a black Armani suite and a silk white shirt. This was of cause
Hannibal Lecter. He also felt something, a feeling that he knew was Agent
Starling. Ex special Clarice Starling, what might you do here my little
Starling hmmm? Lecter also looked discretly around, but he could not see
her, yet he knew she was here. Hmm might you have taken to your mother whom
cleaned motels, might you my little Starling work here?hmm. Lecter closed
his mind off and concentrated on the music. For where she here, he would
find her soon enough, but what might she be doing in Paris?
