Chapter 11
Jean François was waiting in the lobby. He stood up on seeing them, an easy smile on his face as he waited for them to approach. He inclined his head slightly then gestured to the door. "Mademoiselles, aprés vous."
Vanessa responded with the same light, engaging smile she used whenever she wanted to get time off work. When his face brightened in response, she bit back a chuckle. Apparently, it worked on Frenchmen as well as directors.
He led them to his police car and while opening the back door, he gave them an apologetic grin. "I'm still on shift, otherwise I would have traded vehicles. The doors lock from inside, so unfortunately you won't be able to get out unless I let you out. I hope that isn't a problem?"
Vanessa's eyes flicked to Emma Jane, but she managed to keep he
