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  1. Also by Diney Costeloe
  2. Contents
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Paris 1876
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Epilogue

Sometime later, he said, ‘I must go back to the hotel soon and make some plans. I don’t like you being here by yourself. I’ll wait till Annette comes home, but then I’ll have to go.’

At that moment there came a pounding on the door. Rupert got to his feet and, telling Hélène to stay out of sight, went to the front door. He unlocked and opened it to find not Simon Barnier, as he’d half expected, but a young man he’d never seen before.

‘Who’re you?’ demanded the young man.

‘I might ask the same of you,’ replied Rupert, not moving an inch. Suddenly he heard Hélène’s voice.

‘Jeannot! Is that you?’

The young man pushed his way past Rupert, who had turned at Hélène’s words.

‘Yeah. Everything all right, is it? Who’s this bloke?’

‘Everything’s fine, Jeannot. Come in!’

‘He already has,’ Rupert said drily as he closed and locked the door behind the unexpected visitor and followed him into the apartment.

‘Who’s this then?’ Jeannot jerked his head at Rupert.

‘He’s the man I’m going to marry,’ Hélène replied with glowing eyes.

‘Not that Simon bloke what’s been looking for you?’

‘No, not him. This is Rupert Chalfont. He’s English.’

‘Oh, him.’ Jeannot looked across at Rupert. ‘Wasn’t you the one what gave her the old heave-ho? Pierre said he was English.’

‘Jeannot, why are you here?’ Hélène said quickly to deflect any further comments about Rupert.

‘I’m here,’ he told her, ‘because my lad telled me that he thought Annette was followed home last night. Silly sod should have telled me straight away yesterday an’ I’d’ve come round then, but no, he didn’t tell me till just now, did he? So here I am to find out what’s going on.’

‘I’m afraid it was my man Parker who followed Annette yesterday,’ Rupert said. ‘I was trying to find Hélène.’

‘And now you found her, what you going to do about it? She’s supposed to be safe here and not have visitors. That Simon bloke is a nasty bit of work, so I been keeping an eye, know what I mean? I hope you wasn’t followed!’

‘No,’ Rupert said, but even as he said it he wondered. When Parker had told him of Annette’s address he had come straight here. Had he been followed? He didn’t think so – he had seen no one.

‘Simon Barnier knows I’m in Paris,’ he admitted, ‘so we have to be extra careful until I can take Hélène to a place he’ll never find her. I’ve had an idea, but I’ll need to set it up.’

‘What’s this idea then?’ demanded Jeannot, and realising that he might need Jeannot’s help to carry it through, Rupert told him.

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Rupert left Hélène in the apartment in Jeannot’s safe-keeping and made his way back to the hotel, where Parker awaited him.

‘I’m going out again,’ Rupert told him. ‘I need you to watch my back. I can’t risk being followed. We’ll leave by the rear entrance and you can watch to see if I’ve picked up a tail.’