Femme Fatale (VIGILANTE Series) by Bouchard, Claude

Rémi gave me, the man was Louie.” “It was,” Henri confirmed. “The woman was Rachel and Louie is the one who suggested they come here. He seems to get along rather well with our friend, Hassan.” “That’s Rémi’s impression as well,” said Leslie. “We’re going to have to visit Louie again, like now.” They headed to where they had parked further across the street under the watchful eye of Hassan who now stood just inside past the terrace. Leaning over to a lone man who sat at a table just ahead of him, he said, “See what they’re up to, Maurice. I’ll find Armand and have him join you as soon as possible. Should they split up before he gets there, stick with her. I’ll try to find out who the all important monsieur Petit is but I’d like to know more about the young lady.” Maurice nodded and commented as he rose. “She’s a very attractive woman.” “Exactly what I was thinking,” Hassan replied with a smile. * * * * With much effort, Dominique managed to open her eyes, only to be met with darkness the likes of which she had never seen. She turned her head to look at the clock radio only to be rewarded with blackness and a wave of dizzying nausea. Closing her eyes, she let the heaviness pull her back in and the unusual discomfort subsided. Floating through a haze, she tried to organize her thoughts and wondered where her clock radio had gone. Perhaps Leslie had brought it to the Eiffel Tower from the airport. No, that didn’t make sense, but why was her bed so hard and was that someone snori