Chapters (76)
- COVER PAGE
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- DEDICATION
- AMIN
- PARIS
- … TWO YEARS LATER
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SIXTY
- CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
- EPILOGUE
Conversation moved across Macron, the gilets jaunes, French petrol taxes and the chances of France in the coming European Football Championship. Romy accepted a second glass of wine from Ana and then leaned back into him and de Payns gave her a quick kiss on the neck, feeling her soft blonde hair on his face. The kids came to the table when Rafi called that dinner was almost ready, and de Payns excused himself and made for the bathroom. He counted off one child’s bedroom and a closed door that he assumed was the spare room. He entered a white-tiled bathroom near the apartment’s front door, where there was a toilet, sink and bathtub with a showerhead above it. Two blue towels on a rack, a child’s T-shirt and underwear on the floor in the corner. He moved to the vanity, opened the mirror-door cabinet and saw a tube of toothpaste, a bulk packet of toothbrushes, an unopened bar of soap, a clear plastic punnet of elastic hair ties and a bottle of head lice lotion.
Closing the cabinet, he checked the vanity counter and opened the doors underneath, where there was a spray bottle of shower cleaner and several cleaning sponges. The toilet cistern was white ceramic—he lifted it and checked for hidden items. De Payns flushed the toilet and washed his hands. As he left the bathroom, he noticed a patchouli-like scent that lingered in the house. He paused in the hallway—the door across the hallway was three inches ajar. Through the gap he confirmed it was the master bedroom. He paused and tried to get a line of sight through the gap, but as he looked to his left he realised the Homsi child had left the table to do something with his Xbox, and he was looking straight at him. De Payns smiled and walked towards the boy, who immediately stood up and returned to the table. As de Payns resumed his seat and watched Rafi serve his meal, he wondered what the child had been doing at the Xbox. Romy gave him a warning look and de Payns eased back in his chair and smiled. He drained the last of his wine and held up his glass.
Ana was ready with the bottle. ‘Nice to get to know you, Alec,’ she said, with a winning smile.
CHAPTER TWENTY
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