By Cara Black
The village-like local of Passy, domestic to a lot of Paris’s wealthiest citizens, is the final position one may anticipate a homicide. but if Aimée Leduc’s godfather, Morbier, a police commissaire, asks her to envision on his female friend at her domestic there, that’s precisely what Aimée reveals. Xavierre, a haut bourgeois matron of Basque foundation, is strangled in her backyard whereas Aimée waits within. Circumstantial facts makes Morbier the leading suspect, and to vindicate him, Aimée needs to establish the genuine killer. Her research leads her to police corruption; the novel Basque terrorist staff, ETA; and a abducted Spanish princess.
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Papers rustled from behind the partition, a filing-cabinet drawer shut. She shivered in the cold unheated reception area at the scuffed wood counter. “Aaah. ” She thought for a moment trying to draw him out. “Those roadblocks? ” Thesset pounded his fist on the counter. “The flic’s wife’s eight months pregnant. ” Sad. No doubt the flics were seeking vengeance. With all forces concentrating on the murder of one of their own, she realized, Xavierre’s murderer could slip under their radar. Through the open door in the rear office, she saw a blue-uniformed flic pull a fax from the printer.
She nodded. And then he climbed in the waiting Peugeot. A moment later it turned and its red taillights disappeared up rue du Louvre. Some kettle of fish, she figured, if they had to summon Morbier to Lyon. She hit the numbers on the digicode keypad; the door buzzed open. She was tired out: it had been her first day back at work after a month’s recovery from the explosion that had laid her low on her last case. Her shoulders ached; she had a report to file. And now this. But she couldn’t ignore the urgency in Morbier’s voice.
In the rear, bright white lights set up at the crime scene painted the back in stark detail. Xavierre’s body had been removed; le Proc, the prosecutor, had come and gone; technicians in jumpsuits had finished combing the gravel, the bushes, the stone wall. One by one the lights shut off, and the crew packed their crime-scene kits. Already? She opened the latticed window, breathed in the frigid damp air. Snatches of conversation rose from the terrace: “… classify a crime scene by what it tells me.