Chapter 60One word could describe the Willard Room—sumptuous. Champagne carts welcoming every patron, tables set with exquisite cutlery, soft lighting, and discreet servers gave one the impression of stepping in a lavishly decorated, yet private dining room. The maitre d’ led the couple to their table and asked them if they wished to have some champagne before their meal. Darlene accepted readily and Lucien nodded, “Yes. That will be fine.”
As soon as they were settled, Lucien seemed anxious to hear Darlene’s summary of the case.
“Okay, now that you’re ‘all freshened up’ and that you have champagne in front of you, would you mind drawing the first sketch for me?”
Darlene looked at Lucien. Men’s impatience always amazed her. They never seemed to enjoy the journey to their destination. T
