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Published: 2018-03-08T16:00:00+00:00

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Number 7, Rue Jacob by Wendy Hornsby

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“That was a first for me,” I said, fluffing my pillow before lying back on it.

“What was?” Jean-Paul draped a leg over mine.

 

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Author:Wendy Hornsby , Date: June 11, 2019

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Author:Wendy Hornsby

Language: eng

Format: epub

Tags: Paris, cyber-stalking, Russian oligarchs, rare book theft, mystery

ISBN: 978-1-56474-819-5

Publisher: SCB Distributors

Published: 2018-03-08T16:00:00+00:00
6

“That was a first for me,” I said, fluffing my pillow before lying back on it.

“What was?” Jean-Paul draped a leg over mine.

“Sex with a one-armed man.”

“Oh yes? Something you might consider again?”

“I might.” I kissed the side of his face. “I very well might.”

He laughed and pulled me against him. “What else is on the agenda for the day?”

“A shower, coffee, whatever Madame Gonsalves left in the kitchen for us to eat, and then down to the library. I am dying of curiosity.”

“I pray you aren’t dying of anything,” he said, disentangling himself from me and the sheets. “Don’t forget, someone is coming to install a security system this morning.”

I groaned, got to my feet, and found something clean to wear in the suitcase I had left open on the floor of Isabelle’s room the night before. “How does your shoulder feel this morning?”

“Better, much better.”

“I am very happy you didn’t re-break the bone when you hurled yourself into Bord.”

“I’ll be happy when this damn brace comes off,” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Back to the agenda: I would very much like to go by my house today. I need to get some clothes and pick up a laptop. But I also want you to look around the place and decide if it feels haunted or if it’s just too hideous for you to ever consider as a place to live.”

“I doubt it’s hideous,” I said, turning around to look at him. “Why did you say that?”

“One day, soon I hope, we need to decide on a place, or places, to land together. I assume we will always have two homes, but what will they be? Will you keep your house in California or find a pied-à-terre? We’ll be there often, of course, but how often will depend on where either of us is working. The same for France. Do we keep my house, this apartment, or do we start over and find something of our own? So much to consider. I have only one requirement, and that is, whatever we decide, we will end up in the same place most of the time.”

Jobs, families on two continents, friends, finances, houses full of stuff: so much to sort out. My head was spinning a bit, so I sat down on the bed beside him. He put his arm around me and none of that seemed to matter anymore. I looked up at his handsome, scarred face, and changed the subject. “How long will the workman be here?”

A little shrug: “Not very long. Once he has the cameras installed outside, all he has to do inside is connect the wires to a control panel he’ll put on the wall near the front door.”

“Where will the cameras be?”

“He’ll tie you into the existing street camera, and put up new cameras over this building’s outer door and your apartment door. You’ll be able to monitor all three from inside. The street-cam works through a Wi-Fi connection, but the cameras on this building will be hard-wired and connected to nothing except your control panel.

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