And no booze on show,Grant dragged a dressing gown from the bedroom and set off to make a pot of coffee. “So what"s next?” he called from the kitchen.
“You leave on the evening flight to Paris,” said Masterman. He heard Grant groan from the kitchen.
“Full circle.”
“Full circle indeed, exactly back where you started.”
“I"ll need—”
“What you"ll need has all been taken care of. Miss Quayle has all the immediate logistics in hand. She"s quite a resourceful field agent. By now, she should be at your hotel in Paris, making a little home-away-from-home for you both. We"ve chucked the apartment, time for a change of scene for you two. Don"t want people getting suspicious about your comings and goings. She has your flight details and will be ready to meet you with open arms at Orly,” said Mast
