Chapter 20My last week in Paris passed quickly. There was a lot of rain, and we were not able to take the long evening walks to which we had become accustomed. But when I went to pick him up at five on Friday, he wasn’t there.
“Do you know where he might be?” I asked Jean Claude.
“No idea. He received a phone call in the middle of the afternoon, was on it for quite a while. Then he asked for the rest of the day off.”
Not knowing what else to do, I drove back to the hotel, hoping to find him there, but no luck. I decided to go out and walk to some of our usual haunts, the Luxembourg Gardens, the vendors along the Seine, but he was nowhere to be found. I began walking back toward the hotel, totally at a loss as to where to look for him. Then I saw it.
The casino.
I walked in. There he w
