“She works in fascinating Wills and Estates Department in routine of work-home, work-home. Boulot, métro, dodo. That is French expression for it, Alyson?” He stared across to her resting on the fold out bed against the wall.
“ Métro, boulot, dodo ,” she corrected in a mutter. “Subway, work, sleep.”
“The daily grind,” Giovanni Napolitano agreed with the knowing nod of someone who had escaped that drudgery for awhile.
“Makes much money,” Thomas continued. “But she gets bad case of boredom. She wants to flee humdrum as others do who want to do like us. She craves healthy dose of adrenaline. She spots ad in newspaper…domestic and foreign travel possible, good salary and benefits, special projects available. Something like that. She is happy now. She is in love. She thinks she finds cure
