Ken Flood was an academic immersed in his work until that day he agreed to help his brother by delivering a package to London. Now he was running scared. Hiding from everybody. He did not know who were his friends or his enemies. Running and hiding, jumping at even long looks from strangers. Threatened on all sides but he had to turn to some friends. Where will it all end, he asks himself? Why did he think by helping his brother he was invoking the idea of brotherly love.
