Dear Mrs. Michael Byrne, Leave what my handlers and I must have on the table. Glance to your right. I'm seated only three tables away. Your Doom A very young man, twenty at most, dressed impeccably in black tie evening wear with a white carnation in his lapel, raises his hand and waves. He is about five foot six with midnight black hair that curls around his milky white cheeks. His clear blue eyes stare back at her. He picks up his champagne glass, winks at her, and smiles. Not only does the Morro Castle catch fire in September of 1934 , Dora finds herself running into the saboteur in a club in London and then again on her wedding night at Chartwell where he starts a blaze. The mystery man leads her all the way to the Sphinx where an abaya-clad figure with a red scarf pursues her. There in the eyes of a spitting cobra Dora discovers what will change her life forever.