The lights of the Champs Elysées and the Place de la Concorde, suggestive, brilliant, seductive, shone like an army of fireflies against the deep cool background of the night. ‘I don’t think you need do that, Melusine—if I may call you so. ‘Don’t concern yourself, Hilary. She could feel Martin’s eyes boring into her as she entered the room, her own personal Farhat. Pausing at each door on the landing, Jack placed his ear to the keyhole, and listened intently.
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