The Lake Ching Murders - A Mystery Of Fire And Ice (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
Lily sat beside him, her head buried in a fashion magazine she’d bought at the airport. As soon as the plane levelled off, he leaned his forehead against the cool Plexiglass — and drank it in. China. Home. Bands of colour melded into the patterns of intricate tapestries — then into rainbows. Hills became the contours of women’s bodies. Space became infinite and soft. Things that do not meet, met. Then clacking. Clacking. An express train slowing as it passed through a local station. Then him, seated on the express train, looking at the platform across the way through the windows of the stationary local train. A young man and a woman. Standing on the platform. Holding hands. She facing the tracks, he turned away — peeing through the boards. Simple. Just holding hands and peeing. “Are you done?” she asked. He looked up into her round, calm face, into her coal black eyes and nodded. “Then button up, the train’s ready to go.” “Is it far?” His voice was surprisingly young.
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