SIMON
Simon was in his home gym after the whirlwind of a week it had been.
He was on the Olympic weight bench when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
Returning the weight, he sat up straight on the bench, and fished out his phone, his brows creasing when he saw the name flash on his screen.
Just when he wanted to call back, the person called again.
"Bonjour mon ami. How is it going?" Simon heard the voice of the man he thought he would never hear from again.
[Hello, my friend]
"Monsieur Marcel. It is so good to finally hear from you after so long. How is everything going?"
"Mon Ami, I'm going to be very honest with you. Things are rough, and I need your help."
Concerned, he sat up even straighter.
"What is the matter?"
"For two years, Danielle has battled silently with u
