Panic began to well up in Martin. As yet, Luther had not punished anyone for the bungled kidnapping. He must be biding his time. Martin hadn’t been part of that, but he knew perfectly well that once Luther’s icy rage had built to the point of physical action, he would delight in adding caprice to his sadism. And, after Heidelberg, Luther’s anger would be growing. Two serious failures in a month would call for a victim, maybe more than one. The crucial moment would come when Luther had fed, when his energies were high and he burned. But then, surely, Martin would be at one with the computers and databases and Luther would not come looking for him.