Confessions: The Paris Mysteries - Plot & Excerpts
Urgently. That night, we sat in padded chairs on the terrace outside my room at the Hotel George V. The Eiffel Tower stood gloriously lit in the distance. But this billion-dollar view of Paris meant nothing to me. My brothers and I were under siege. I’d been incredibly naïve, and it had taken a destructive fire to snap me to attention. I was shaken and appropriately scared. I said to Jacob, “You’ve been saying you want to protect us, and you know what? We need your protection. We weren’t just targets, you know. Someone was determined to burn us alive.” “The arson investigation is still ongoing. One good thing: They’re no longer looking at you.” “I don’t care about the investigation. I was stupid. I was watching out for black cars passing by. I didn’t think we were going to get murdered in our sleep. You have to be a psychopath to set fire to a house full of people.”
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