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suffering.
     
    All that misery and pain in order to achieve a new life with the woman that he’d fallen in love with, and now it all seemed like it had been for absolutely nothing in the end. John was now ready to move on, but before he could do so he was honour-bound to embark on one final ‘all or nothing’ job.
     
    The more he thought about his first wife’s murder, and Lynda’s death by her own hand, the more enraged he was becoming. He suddenly jumped to his feet and every muscle in his taut, fit body suddenly stiffened with rage as he viciously punched his fist into the air and cried out, “I will bring their whole evil establishment down upon their shameful heads!”
     

     

     

     

     

     

Chapter 3
     
    It was a beautifully clear, calm and warm night, and a cool sea breeze had swept up from the Aegean which gently caressed the nooks and crannies of the rugged Greek Island of Kythira . Up above, a million twinkling silver stars were set against a sky that was as black as a gorilla’s goolies , as Nick Harland would say.
     
    Nick squinted into the eyepiece of his powerful state-of-the-art Celestron CPC 1100 GPS telescope for the last time. This is the only thing I’m really going to miss about this place, he thought, as he studied the filaments of the Crab Nebula. No matter how many times he had explored the jewel-encrusted night sky, it never failed to enthral and amaze him. He was fascinated by the vast remnants of stars that had exploded a mere ten thousand years ago, their death throes creating the most amazing celestial super structures. Superb , Nick thought, as he tapped in some numbers into his calculator. Now, that was 6,500 light years away, so that is 6,500 years travelling at 186,000 miles a second, which is 671 million miles an hour .
     
    “That truly is amazing,” he murmured to himself as he replaced the cap on the eyepiece, and affectionately ran the palm of his hand along the body of the fat scope.
     
    Next morning, Nick and Anna were up early and the cases were all packed and waiting in the hallway, regimentally lined up in size order. The furniture and other bits and pieces had been stored away and were ready to be shipped to their new home – once he’d found one, that is.
     
    The cab for the airport had been booked for nine o’clock, and that meant they still had just over an hour to kill before it arrived. They took one last nostalgic stroll around the Island. Nick had decided that the dream he’d once relentlessly pursued most definitely had its drawbacks, and he felt as if it was all turning into a bit of a nightmare.
     
    On the plus side, there were the spectacular night skies, and he liked having the money and the things that money could obtain, like independence and not having to take any shit off anyone, but he knew that the money wasn’t going to last forever.
     
    He also liked the luxurious lifestyle. However, from relatively early on into his new adventure (or what Anna called his mid-life crisis), there was a feeling that maybe this wasn’t exactly the life he’d desired after all. And he felt that it was totally destroying his relationship with Anna. The overall lack of having anything meaningful to do was taking its toll on his mind and body, and all he could see for the next two or three decades was running out of money and sitting around in the sun like a bag of shit, drinking and eating himself into oblivion.
     
    Basically he’d become thoroughly bored with it all, and he desperately needed to get his life back on track and his brain back into gear. He felt he needed a little more excitement in his life, as he believed he wasn’t quite ready for the knacker’s yard yet.
     
    On the other hand, his days of almost total catatonic sluggishness had not been a complete waste of time, and it was only the ‘R&R’ which he’d desperately needed that had allowed him to see things differently. His life before the subsequent good fortune at the night club