" My man spoke in accordance with my instructions, I was in my bedroom, upstairs. But I wanted to finish the job before I came down." And is it done?"...It's done. Florence Levasseur and Gaston Sauverand are in my room, gagged and bound. You have only to accept delivery of the goods." Gaston Sauverand!" cried Weber. "Then it was he who was seen coming in?" Yes. He was simply living with Florence Levasseur, whose lover he is." Oho!" said the deputy chief, in a bantering tone. "Her lover!" Yes; and. "Sitthere," she said pointing to a chair she'd placed in the middle of theroom facing the window and, more importantly, the cameras.She had taken most of the time he'd been out of the room deciding what tomake him wear and still wasn't sure. Should she throw him in at the deepend with the frilliest, flounciest dress she'd brought or build things upmore gradually so that every day was worse for him than the previous one.In the end she thought she'd see what he looked like when everything elsewas. "Jase and Eddie wouldn't like it, you know? I mean, they really wouldn't like it." I know. Look, he asked me to meet him at the park, but..." I left the sentence unfinished, hoping that Luke would pick up on the obvious. He didn't disappoint me."You need a ride."I gave him a pointed look and a subtle nod, suddenly finding it difficult to meet his eyes. It suddenly seemed so unfair to even ask him. "You know, it's stupid," I said, when he didn't say anything. "I shouldn't have asked you, so just. Her three year old daughter had started nursery that week. Although it was only three hours a day, it was proving a challenge for Daphne, if not her precious Stella. When her husband had first insisted that they take advantage of the free part day nursery offered by the local council, she had come up with dozens of reasons not to. After all Stella had never been left with anyone other than family. Having followed basic attachment parenting techniques, she was certain that her child would suffer.