20“I think it’s so interesting that you moved here out of the blue and ended up a private investigator! Well, I suppose anyone who’s a big mystery reader would get excited about the turn your life has taken,” said Elise Mertens. She and her husband, Todor, were sitting on the terrace with Molly, Ben, and Arthur Malreaux, having a drink at dusk. The Jenkinses were off touring yet another cathedral somewhere.
“‘Out of the blue’ describes it pretty well,” said Molly with a laugh. “Although once I met Ben, maybe it was fate,” she added, and he threw an arm across her shoulders and kissed the side of her head.
“So when are you going to marry her?” Elise asked Ben. “I can say things like that because I’m seventy-two. Once you pass seventy, you’re allowed to say whatever you b****y well like.”
