Roman Mysteries Complete Collection

Lupus made his fingers walk around the table: first they walked onto Nubia’s empty plate, then onto Jonathan’s plate, then Flavia’s.
‘Five taverns!’ shouted Jonathan.
Lupus nodded.
‘But ten beakers!’ exclaimed

wax tablet. He rubbed out his drawing of Avitus and with the tip of his knife he scratched something into the wax.

The rising moon shone through the lattice screen of her window and made silver diamonds on her bedroom wall. There was even a sea breeze drifting in from the south to soothe her. It smelled of pine and salt water, and made her think of the ocean.