Hodename

This book is regarding Mystery of Serious Crime. A short elderly man dressed in an expensive suit hastily made hisway along the dark unlit New York streets. Every now and then heglanced at his watch as if he was afraid of missing an appointment. Inthe deathly pale light of the moon he could see the hands of his watchmoving toward midnight.The man looked around nervously. He peered cautiously into thedarkness seeking out his invisible pursuer and then anxiously wiped hissweating brow with a handkerchief unable to shake off the sense ofsome kind of unseen presence.Crooked shadows blurred figures muffled sounds...He seemed to be not in a modern metropolis but in a grimmediaeval ghost town.Suddenly the man heard a voice.“Your passport please sir.”“What?”“Your passport sir” repeated the Kennedy Airport employeecheerfully.The fleeting vision vanished as suddenly as it had appeared as theman came to.“Yes yes of course” he said somewhat hesitantly taking thedocument from his jacket pocket and handing it to the passport controlofficer........