We’re interviewing a rum baba who was found hanging around the crime scene. Detective Stohrer is canvassing every bakery in the area.”“Stohrer,�...� she giggled. That’s a famous pastry store. I knew I’d cracked her bad mood, or maybe just her act.“Have you been, Anglais? To Rue Montorgueil?”It’s a street lined with very good restaurants, bakeries, cheese shops, produce stands: you name it. But like many things in Paris, it’s a little overrated and in dire need of a bucket of soap. Monet depicted it. ”“Yes. That’s doubly so because you made the point about her dad not letting her date. Tasha MAY have assumed that was the point — she can’t date, so she can’t do enough stuff with me to keep me happy in her current situation, and by that I don’t mean with sex.”“What do you think will happen?”“I have NO idea. A lot depends on what was said to Deacon Vasily or Matushka Alexandra. I simply don’t know. And right now, my ONLY goal in that regard is to avoid any kind of scene at church, or in. .... she keeps me caught up on everything that's going on in the building and never skips a beat. I mean she's smart and I think she has a natural beauty under all that fakeup she wears. But I try not to judge. I really like having her around.Anyway after one of our long nights in the office we cracked open a bottle of her favorite wine and turned on some jazz. We laughed and gossiped like we usually do after work since I'm living the single life and her boyfriend works second shift we didn't. ’ He watched her eyes for a glimmer of remembrance, but instead saw the twinkle of mirth disappear. ‘What? You don’t remember that?’ Bonita’s eyes closed, though whether in response or simply in repose, Amos could not tell. For the next half hour, Bonita drifted in and out of consciousness, finally awakening fully when one of the hospital’s kitchen assistants delivered her dinner. Amos carefully and delicately spoon-fed her as he had done for each of her meals over the past several days..