Falco her target (not as tough as he thinks)
A baby abandoned, also looking for a nice home
with kindly folk
Law and Order (all under suspicion)
Marcus Rubella tribune of the scrupulous Fourth Cohort of vigiles
L. Petronius enquiry chief in the XIII region
Longus
Arria Silvia his often furious wife
Their cat (a cohort joke)
Martinus A deputy (not for long, he hopes)
Fusculus an expert on rackets
Linus on detached duty on the Aphrodite
Rufina the reason Linus has detached himself
Sergius a happy punishment officer
Porcius a young recruit (unhappy)
Scythax an optimistic doctor (public sector)
Tibullinus a centurion of the dubious Sixth Cohort
Arica his sidekick (certainly needs kicking)
I
I STILL CAN'T believe I've put the bastard away for good!' Petronius muttered.
`He's not on the boat yet,' Fusculus corrected him. Clearly the Watch's optimist.
There were five us waiting on a quayside. Mid-October. An hour before dawn. A wakening breeze chilled our tense faces as we huddled in cloaks. The day was making itself ready for action somewhere on the other side- of Italy, but here in Portus, Rome's new harbour, it was still fully dark. We could see the huge beacon on the lighthouse flaunting itself, with glimpses of tiny figures tending the fire; pale sheets of flame sometimes lit the statue of Neptune presiding over the entrance. The sea god's illuminated torso stood out strangely in our surroundings. Only the scents of old, hardened rope and rotting fish scales told us we were standing on the grand harbour bowl.
We were five honest, respectable citizens who had been waiting all night for a sixth. He had never been honest, though like most criminals he had no difficulty passing himself off as respectable. Roman society had always been readily bamboozled by brazen acts. But now, thanks to Petronius Longus, the man and his crimes had been publicly exposed-.