37Molly arrived at the door of the station the next morning at nine. She had fortified herself with two cups of strong coffee and a fresh croissant from Pâtisserie Bujold, but she was far from content. Half of her wanted to dance in the street with joy of being rich, and the other half was in agony over Nico and Frances, and at having to be the one to tell Maron her suspicions. She held out hope that perhaps Maron had missed something, that the case against Esmé could be strengthened again somehow. There was nothing to do but try to ask as many questions as Maron would allow.
“Bonjour Gilles,” she said when he opened the door. They kissed cheeks and Molly was relieved to see that Paul-Henri was absent, thinking that his presence might have made it more difficult for Maron to speak with he
