“Hello?” I was lucky. “It’s Lorenzo, I’ve decided to try to find the Baphomet. I’m leaving for Naples. Are you still in Zurich?” There was a moment’s silence. “Yes, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to go to Naples. There are more promising leads elsewhere. Meet me at the airport and we’ll take the first flight to Kiev.” I thought for a moment about Anna’s grandfather’s book and the strange package that had been sent to me from the Ukrainian capital. Maybe Anna was right. “Ok, I’ll see you there.” Two and a half hours later we were flying over Austria heading East. “What made you change your mind?” “My wife.” “Really? She must be a very special woman.” “How else could she put up with me? Anyway, she’s in… good hands. And who knows, maybe I’ll find a mysterious Chaldean remedy to save her,” I said with a smile, thinking about the absurdity of my words. “Perhaps that’s exactly what it is.” “The Baphomet described by your grandfather?
