Chapter 30It's before eight o'clock in the morning and my mobile is ringing. Who on earth would telephone this early, I wonder. When I answer, it's Monsieur Claude.
“Danielle, I'm sorry to call so early, but it's an emergency. My life is in danger. I've been threatened.”
“Calm down, Claude,” I say. He's obviously very upset. “Start at the beginning. Tell me what's happened.”
Patricia is sitting at the kitchen table having breakfast and she looks at me while holding her coffee cup suspended in front of her lips.
“What's wrong?” she mouths. I shrug. She sips her coffee but keeps watching me for an answer.
“The Spaniard, Gonzales, he telephoned. He said I took his money. I don't know anything about his money. I never saw any money.”
“Okay, Claude, stay calm. When did he telephone?”
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