AndreaAfter a week at home with his family, Andrea started his business trips all over Europe again, always hoping that they would bring him to Paris. The image of the woman whose face so uncannily resembled his wife’s had left such an impression on him that he couldn’t shake it, no matter how hard he tried. Claudine Morel, the woman’s name tag had said. But it was the sound of her voice that had unsettled him most of all: despite the fact that she spoke to him first in French and then in English he couldn’t help but feel he’d already heard that sweet sound before, although for the life of him he couldn’t remember when or where.
It was only two months later that work finally took him to Paris again. He spent the first three days of his trip going over company balance sheets, but on the fo
