Rome Is Rome the Eternal City, or is that Venice? I was planning to catch up on my tour guide reading on the flight to Rome, but the big friendly guy seated next to me started talking about how to find good restaurants when I got there. I did get there, although I wouldn't call falling onto the runway with a briefcase chained to your blood-soaked wrist the ideal way to do so. Lucky for me, Rumford had arranged for some help. Like everyone who worked for CSI, Valeria didn't say much. But she took good care of me--too good, Freddy thought. go to Chapter 1