Chapter 37

“Shall we go?” Trevor said.

“After you.”

Father exited the elevator at the ground floor, and Trevor led us down to the parking garage, through it, and out a side door that opened into a small covered waiting area next to the trolley tracks.

“Every tram that stops here,” he said, “eventually winds up in the central plaza next to the train station, and the historic shopping district begins on the street opposite the station—the one that dead-ends into the plaza, and is marked for pedestrians only. That’s where the most interesting shops and cafés are located; unfortunately, it’s also the part of the city most frequented by tourists.”

“At the moment that would describe the two of us,” Dani said.

“Yes, I suppose it would,” Trevor said. “I’ll look for your call sometime between noon and one.”