Despite the cool autumn day, it was cloistered in the Gendarmerie interrogation room. But the heat, intended for the Americans" discomfort, was a double-edged sword. Steam was rising off the Colonel"s collar as well.
Gendarmerie“For the last time,” Blanc screamed, “we have no evidence Loup Wimund did anything at all.”
evidence“He r***d her, for God"s sake!” Brandy said.
“Sacré.” Blanc threw his hands into the air. “Your sister was not raped.”
Sacré.Ray was equally exasperated; unable to hide it and out of ways to express it. Brandy expressed it for him. “If it were your sister, Colonel,” she said, “you wouldn"t make the distinction. This Loup… he tried to r**e her. He admitted he…”
“No, no, no,“ Blanc screamed. “His so-called admission is useless.”
“So called?” Brandy came out of her
