Chapter 6No matter what Khalid had suggested, I knew that as soon as I would leave the Hotel de Crillon, I would be followed. I also didn’t want anyone to handle the suitcase and feel how light it was, so I rolled it easily out to the curb under the curious and perhaps a little annoyed gaze of the porter. I then let the driver put it in the boot of the taxi, but gave the young man a tip for his services – or lack thereof – knowing that if I didn’t, he would be the first to blab about this incident to whoever was waiting for him inside the revolving doors. Once I had settled in the back seat and closed the door of the cab, I said, “Please take me to the George V – Boulevard Montparnasse.”
“Si c’est le George V que vous voulez, alors c’est pas sur le Montparnasse, c’est sur l’Avenue George
