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Chapter 70

Ten minutes later I’m in a car with two strangers. I’m alone in the back, ‘Driving Miss Daisy’ style.

The two guys both look decidedly nervous. I’m guessing that Marcel or somebody told them what might happen.

“It’s going to be okay,” I assure them.

The guy in the passenger seat looks back and smiles weakly. “Euh… je ne parle pas anglais.”

I look at the driver. “Do you speak English?”

“Euh…” He puts his forefinger and thumb about a centimeter apart, like he’s pinching something in the air. “A leetle.”

Great.

I settle back and take stock of what I brought with me. There’s the new laptop; the backpack with the cash, GPS trackers, handgun, super glue, and various credit cards; and the burner cell phone Marcel gave me.

Not a whole lot to work with when you’re going up against a psychopath. Especially when you’re trying to save the love of your life.

I start seeing signs for ‘Charles de Gaulle,’ so I call Mailin on the cell phone. “Okay, we’re close. Where do we go?”

“You’re actually going
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