Chapter 54“Say what? Who are you?” Hassan blurted bewildered.
“Azhar, Maître, but that’s not important. I’m on assignment from the embassy. Madame Kartz has been attacked and we need you upstairs.”
“Let me get some clothes on. Come in. Come in. Have you told anyone else? Did you call Monsieur Flaubert?” As he was slipping into his trousers and shirt, Hassan was trembling with rage and dread. What happened? Who could have attacked her? He needed to call Mohammed.
“We need you upstairs.” Azhar insisted. “The doctor is on his way. I’ll call the other people after her safety is insured.”
“Who was it? Who attacked her?”
“We don’t know yet. She lost consciousness before she could tell my colleague.”
“Let’s go.” Hassan was already rushing through the door, slamming it on the way out.
