Theresa Johnson

Death in the Eternal City Theresa Johnson

Julia Griffin encountered Terrorism in Europe in the 70s and 80s, but never felt she would ever have to face the horror of bombed out buildings, or blood on the concourse of a major international airport if she stayed within the confines of her own country. She completely blocked out the memories of the terror until one day two commercial airliners flew past the Statue of Liberty right into the front yard of America and ripped away the faade of security forever, and plunged her into an abyss of the fear she had known in those days in Rome when her own world came crashing down around her. Reality very nearly pushed her over the edge as the knowledge that her husband only endeared himself to her, because he needed a cover for his activities in the US. Toward the end of their relationship, she had learned how brutal this gentle man could be when his dark side emerged after an encounter with the man who reeked of Turkish Tobacco and wore flowing Arabic robes. His personality was one of urbane cultured sophistication; his language capabilities unlimited. He was her prize until one day he became ali ability to them and was assassinated beside her on a deserted street in Rome.