She dashed through the rain and into the lobby of her London office building, shaking the wetness off her as she moved to the elevator.  She got to it just as the gleaming silver doors were closing in on one another.  As she looked into the narrowing opening, she was stunned to see the eyes of someone she hadn’t seen for what seemed like forever: someone who had died years ago. Her mind a jumble, and lost for words, Alberta Alexander shuffled to a nearby bench and tried to breathe.  She looked around and felt abandoned.  She was aware of sweat on her upper lip and could feel the beating of her heart, as if it was a pounding drum ready to break out of her chest.  It’s a…