Chapter 17Samia was driving fast, her eyes rather misty. A quarter of an hour earlier, she had been informed that Daniel had been hit by gunshot. She parked outside the police cordon that had been set up around the p********e’s van the shots were fired from. Jerome was sitting there, stunned. Samia ran over to him and knelt down:
‘Jerome, are you okay?’
‘Yes, boss, but Daniel wasn’t so lucky,’ said Jerome, in tears.’
‘Where is he?’
‘In the ambulance from the emergency department, they're going to take him to Lariboisière hospital.’
Samia patted Jerome on the shoulder, walked quickly to the ambulance and climbed up onto the back step.
‘Madam, you’re not allowed in here,’ admonished the doctor.
‘He’s one of my men! I must know how he is,’ retorted Samia.
‘He’s under control. It’s not
