Sam asked the minute we heard the elevator start its decent.“I believe him. Of course we don’t know if he knew about Martine’s affairs.”“If he did, then he just might have had a reason to kill her,” Sam said.“I’ll tell you one thing,” I said as I walked into the kitchen, “this ex-pat community is...
a ruffled Mr. Poupée shouted at me as I walked into the office. “I’m sorry. I overslept.” Mr. Poupée waved his hand. “Don’t be foolish. You didn’t overstep anything.” I tapped my ear several times. “Overslept,” I shouted as he adjusted his hearing aid. Tuesday morning and the sun, filtered throug...