”“They turned on me,” Ashley said sadly as I spun around to walk down the hallway. Ashley reached out and grabbed my arm. “By the time basketb...ll season started they refused to talk to me.”Constance shook her head. “I caused some of that, but not all. I think Ceri wanted to drive a wedge between you and Mark.”“Slim chance of that,” I said as I continued to walk down the hallway heading for the dining area.“Where are you going?” Constance asked.“To sit and eat the dinner you brought. Its getting. "Has Kurt left already?" the old man asked."Yes," Eva replied, walking to the liquor cabinet and opening it. "I saw him off a few moments ago. Would you like a brandy?" That would be nice," Mozart agreed. "We can sit by the fire." That man in Prague," Eva said slowly, pouring two glasses while Mozart rose from his desk. "Did you know he was Russian cipher clerk? From the embassy?" Yes," Mozart answered. "Of course. Why?" I'm just curious." Eva looked over her shoulder. "What was it that he did. Now she was hiding something from her best friend, the secret that led her to be such a good and caring friend towards Jackie. The secret would have to be revealed now though, whether Melissa wanted it to be or not. ‘My younger brother also had Asperger’s.’ Jackie couldn’t believe her ears. In the many years she and Melissa had been best friends, she never knew she had a younger brother. Melissa was always quiet about what her family was like growing up. ‘What happened to him?’ ‘He. Marcos Paris-whatever-it-is brought me. We got separated last night when Ryan McGuire attacked me in the dark.”“McGuire is here?” Doc demanded. “He attacked our camp a few days ago. We weren’t there, but he stole most of Wesley’s notes.”“I don’t know where he is, nor where Marcos is. I assume he walked to your camp as soon as it got light. I’ve no idea what happened to McGuire. I wandered around in the dark until I ended up here and found Wesley.” She looked at her husband’s torn clothes. “Um.