We finally arrived in a large, dark space, only dimly illuminated with candle light. Extending downward from the ceiling, into the center was a large ...latform, complete with hooks, loops, ropes and hanging satin cloth. A lone man was spread out in the middle of it. His hands and legs stretched wide at his sides, and they tensed under the tightly bound ropes. Tied against the platform and hanging from about twenty-five feet in the air, the man’s body faced the floor. One woman in all white. From here, it is just a matter of waiting. At 1 am, Jane heads north in the rental car. At 0130, Gun and I head to Tompkins Truckstop, 10 km north of town. Any cop leaving town to get to the restaurant will have to pass by the truck stop. We park beside the truck bays to the shop. It is a place that people would expect a vehicle to be parked for the night, but out of sight of the gas station, so the attendant won’t suspect anything.At 0150, Jane is on the radio saying, “Mother Bear, in. Jennifer replied, “I’ll come up if you want me to.”This time it was not the kitchen. George led Jennifer into his large and exquisitely furnished living room. He pointed her to sit down and left her. She heard him talking on the phone in the adjoining kitchen. Eventually, George returned with two glasses and a bottle of champagne. He sat down intimately close to her and said, “Your bag has been found. It’s in the reception. Should we pick it up now or later?”Jennifer answered by moving her lips. Steady. Honest. And, yes, beautiful, though she doesn’t seem to believe it.”“Well, looking forward to meeting her. What about her folks?”“Estranged. Hasn’t spoken to them for years.”“Pity. Sad, that. Ah, well...”“We’ll see you Tuesday evening, then. We’ll eat on the way.”“You bringing her on that bike?”“No, she’s got a car.”“Oh...” thoughtful silence. “See you soon.”They shared the driving and Geoff was actually at the wheel when they entered Doncaster.“We’re on the right side of the city,” he.