Siren Song 1 Prologue

A window was open behind him, and the long curtains billowed in the breeze, the only sound besides his controlled puffs.

His long tapered fingers held the cigarette to his lips, the glow from the cherry highlighting his intoxicating features in intervals.

He had a fierce, hawkish browline with long well- groomed eyebrows. His high cheek bones highlighted his strong jawline that had a shadow of stubble growing from the last couple of sleepless nights. His full well formed lips, were pressed into a hardline around the cigarette.

His dark eyes pored over a doc.u.ment before him that contained a picture of a woman taken from a far, candid shot, clipped to the front. She was laughing as she held the arm of another man, as they were crossing a street.

Her face, or what could be seen of it, was lit up as she was looking at the man who's arm she was holding. His left hand lightly traced her features. A couple small piles of ash fell onto the doc.u.ment as he stared; which he quickly brushed away.

At last..' he thought. 'I have found you.'