Chapter 14By late afternoon, it feels as if the office is under siege - two of my tallest officers guard the door to stop journalists from entering. After much thought about what I will say, I telephone the Mairie and book a room for tomorrow at 10am, then I step outside to face the wolves. Immediately I'm out of the door, I'm bombarded with voices and blinded by flashing cameras.
“Mesdames et Messieurs,” I shout over the r****e. “Please, be quiet and let me speak or we'll get nowhere.”
A hush falls over the crowd.
“If you will be good enough to attend a public meeting tomorrow morning at 10am at the Mairie, I will be making a statement about the terrible events that have recently taken place in this region. You will be expected to conduct yourselves in an orderly and polite manner. To
