41The modest exterior of the restaurant stood in contrast to the flair and brilliance the head chef brought to his culinary creations. The eatery was situated along La Soane, not far north from where the tributary joined the River Rhone. Ahmed Al-Malmasi and Monastario sat at the prestigious chef’s table in the kitchen.
“Thank you for suggesting the black truffle soup.” Monastario patted his belly.
“Wait until you try the venison.” Al-Malmasi dangled his spoon.
“I noticed you ordered a different entrée.” Monastario wiped his mouth with a linen napkin embroidered with the restaurant’s name. He scanned the room to see if anyone was approaching. “You were going to tell me about my father’s legacy.”
Al-Malmasi leaned back in a red leather cushion. Their entrees were being inspected at the
