Irene
“The team watching his house had seen Madame Cottet go out on Saturday afternoon and return the same evening. Everything seemed normal.
Camille’s flight took off at 11.30 a.m.
He had spent the weekend toying with an idea, and at 7.30 on Monday morning, he realised it had been a waste of time since he had already made his decision.
He left a message for Ballanger at the university, then he dialled the number of the bookshop.
“Jérôme Lesage,” the bookseller’s deep voice interrupted the greeting on... the answering machine.
“Aren’t you closed on Mondays?”
“Indeed we are, but I generally come in to catch up on paperwork.”
Camille checked his watch.
“Could I possibly come over for a few minutes?”
“Today is Monday, the shop is closed.”
The bookseller’s tone was not quite brusque, but it was business-like, direct. To him, the police were no more important than any other customer. In simple terms, in the Librairie Lesage, the police were not going to lay down the law.MoreLess
Camille’s flight took off at 11.30 a.m.
He had spent the weekend toying with an idea, and at 7.30 on Monday morning, he realised it had been a waste of time since he had already made his decision.
He left a message for Ballanger at the university, then he dialled the number of the bookshop.
“Jérôme Lesage,” the bookseller’s deep voice interrupted the greeting on... the answering machine.
“Aren’t you closed on Mondays?”
“Indeed we are, but I generally come in to catch up on paperwork.”
Camille checked his watch.
“Could I possibly come over for a few minutes?”
“Today is Monday, the shop is closed.”
The bookseller’s tone was not quite brusque, but it was business-like, direct. To him, the police were no more important than any other customer. In simple terms, in the Librairie Lesage, the police were not going to lay down the law.MoreLess
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