“He liked tidal rivers where they ran through big cities. No matter in what century he’d been passing through London, the river had been a constant that gave him a sense of contentment. He looked across to the north bank, on the other side of the Millennium Bridge, and tried to match it up with what he’d seen in the scry. Then he moved a few paces to the east, but still it wasn’t quite right. The buildings were all more or less where they should be, but he couldn’t yet see enough of St Paul’s Ca...thedral. He turned and looked behind him. Above a newsagent’s shop was a large apartment block of red brick, whose well-tended balconies had angular shapes and sliding glass doors. He found an alley that cut underneath the building to a small, formal square. There was a stairwell, blocked off by a large metal door. Sam looked at the intercom system for a thoughtful while, then buzzed a number at random. An old, quavery voice answered in tones of such aged innocence that Sam almost apologised and walked away.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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