Chapter 10Once in the apartment, Khalid went to his bedroom and closed the door without a word. Talya sat on the floor in front of the fireplace. She then went to her bedroom, changed into a dark pair of slacks and shirt, flat shoes, and threw a jacket over her shoulders – August nights are chilly in Paris. A few minutes later, Talya was out of the hotel.
I decided to follow her. Obviously, she wanted to be alone. Osnoir had been her first target, but since the beginning, Talya must have known there was someone else pulling the strings, and I could sense that she wanted me dead – not just arrested – but dying in front of her eyes, and of the kind of pain I had inflicted onto her friends. Hassan had been knifed six weeks ago. He had been recovering slowly only to be shot. She evidently co
