Chapter 17A couple of days after my meeting with Aidan O'Brien, a report comes in that a body has been discovered at the foot of a mountain and I fear the worst. When I arrive at the scene the pompiers are already there.
“I shouldn't have made the 'no bodies for me this time' joke,” Jean says with a wry smile.
“You know the old adage 'be careful what you wish for',” I reply, as my friend and I shake hands. “After not meeting for several months here we are together twice in one week,” I add.
“The body is in a terrible mess,” he continues. “You might want to stay back from this one. The man who discovered it has been sick and he's a hunter and used to seeing death.”
“Is there anything to identify the corpse?” I ask.
“There's a card in his wallet with the name 'Sabatier' on it. Do you kn
