Chapter FifteenIT WAS A QUIET EVENING on the night shift.
Acacia attended to her list of tasks and made notes for the daytime concierge. Then she sat at her desk, deep in thought.
Madame Bishop had been surprised when Acacia declined Monsieur Cassirer’s job offer. She’d mentioned the salary and the prestige attached to becoming his executive assistant.
Diplomatically, Acacia had said she wasn’t a good fit. Madame Bishop made no secret of the fact she thought Acacia was being foolish, but she accepted her decision.
Sitting at her desk in the empty lobby of Hotel Victoire, Acacia wondered if Monsieur Cassirer’s new identity was itself a fiction. It was possible Madame Bishop was colluding with him to deceive her. Perhaps he was still angry over his arrest and fixated on revenge.
Acacia
