The simplicity of the town made him feel better. He parked in the shade this time and turned his phone back on. It started to vibrate excitedly in his hand; there was a whole string of emails, notifications, and many calls, mostly from Liem and Travis from their mobiles or from the office. It annoyed him immediately, before he had even found out if they really needed to ring him and if it was with good news or a counterproposal. They had obviously decided to put pressure on him. No doubt their intention was to make him feel guilty, just to highlight the fact that they, unlike him, were still in Paris. They were the ones taking care of things while he was off on a three-week holiday. Liem and Travis were part of the digital generation and worked according to US business practices, up-and-coming young men who were hungry for success and never switched off from their jobs. Franck had known that straight away when he went into partnership with them. They were barely thirty, but they were as hungry as wolves, and it was precisely this aspect that he had liked. But now with two days’ perspective, he was sure that these two had more in common with vultures than wolves.