Chapter 17After everyone returns from lunch, I decide to go to Poullet's surgery to have a chat with him, but Marcel informs me that he's just passed him in the street, walking towards the covered car park beside the spa. I know he should be working today, so I assume he's probably just collecting something from his car.
“Mind the office, Paul,” I say. “I'll take a walk around to the car park and try to head Poullet off.”
“Okay, Boss,” he replies. “But just remember, being on the pavement won't protect you if he's driving. That man's car has had more bumps than a dodgem.”
Although Paul is making a joke, he's not far wrong. I once saw Poullet trying to do a three-point turn. It took six attempts and involved hitting the kerb several times, along with a garden gate and a litter bin.
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