CHAPTER TWOWhen Jean-Pierre first saw the Chateau Castillon he drew in his breath.
It was everything he imagined it would look like and more. His mother and father had talked about it so often and when he was very young he had been given a lecture on how the Chateau had been constructed by his ancestors.
Kings and Queens had stayed there and the Castillons had all played a part in the history of France.
It was only as he drew nearer did he realise with surprise that the beauty of the building, which made it seem strong and invincible. was just an illusion.
There was moss growing up the front steps which were broken and the windows on each side of the huge door were smashed. The brickwork was peeling and in need of repair.
Jean-Pierre told himself that his first impression was immateri
