CHAPTER 18“The most recent item I was able to dig up on Henri is a couple weeks old,” Gabrielle told me. “But it may be pertinent. From Adrianne de Montelor. She’s from Reims, went to school with Henri and me. Moved to Paris when she married a middle-aged duke who’s one of the Finance Ministry’s decision makers. Probably why our economy’s in its current shape. After they divorced, Adrianne stayed on here. If you saw the Ile St. Louis apartment he had to turn over to her as part of their divorce settlement, you’d understand why.”
“That’s where your party was last night?”
“You’re a good guesser.” She gave me one of those appraising looks I was getting used to. “Among your other qualities.” She hesitated and then asked, “Have you ever killed anybody?”
“Yes.”
She sat up a little straighter
