“Your idea of having the Summons to Appear served like that is bold,” Christophe said.
“Bold or reckless?”
“Having it served in that manner is, I imagine, at best borderline legal. I prefer ‘bold.’ It hides the truth. Our careers are, no doubt, at stake.”
Stanislas felt the sedative dragging him under again. His hands went limp. The newspaper fell away. How he craved sleep. “
Who had you held captive? Who’s frustrated and humiliated
you all these months
?” He heard Danny’s mocking in his drift. He forced open his eyes. A swarm of vague images from the television screen jumped. The Franco-German station must have finished coverage of the symposium and switched to the upcoming Bercy extravaganza. An announcer said something about a retrospective of Franz Streible’s early career. The ra
