Chapter Nineteen
Bewitchment
“You say you have two pieces of news for me?” said Estephe Bernard, looking across the breakfast table to where Inspector Michalak sat sipping coffee.
It was the morning following my futile questioning on the subject of Chou Zhang’s disrespect – disregard even – of him at the river and I knew nothing more would be gained by pressing my friend. This being the case, I had contented myself with the thought that time would answer my questions. Praying in that grudging contentment that the answers would not prove disastrous – for either Bernard or the rest of us.
“There are two points, yes,” replied the Surete man, whilst Bernard fixed his eye upon him. “The first is this: the headquarters of the yellow group is no longer in the 11th Arrondissement.”
“How can y
