Chocolat Chaud Murder by Harper Lin

Author:Harper Lin [Lin, Harper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harper Lin Books

Chapter Ten

After Clémence insinuated she worked for the police, she easily convinced Laurie to give them Perrie’s number. Clémence called her as soon as she and Celine left the boutique.

As Laurie had feared, Perrie wasn’t sure if she had a job anymore. “I tried to get in touch with Jennifer,” Perrie said on the phone, “but she’s not answering my calls or emails, and she hasn’t been on Facebook or Skype. I have no idea where she is.”

“Have you tried calling anyone she knows?”

“Yes. I have her parents’ home number. They live in a suburb of London. I thought Jennifer might be there, but they said she was in London two weeks ago. She’s supposed to be in Paris, as far as they know.”

“This is weird,” Clémence said. “Have you tried going to her home?”

“No. Should we?” Perrie paused. “What if she is the killer? This is getting too weird. She’s supposed to be in town, but she hides from everyone?”

“Okay, we’ll get to the bottom of this. Do you have her address?”

“Yes.”

“Text it to me,” Clémence said.

“I can do that. I don’t actually live far from Jennifer’s apartment, so I’m nearby. I’m in the café a block away. They have Internet here. I’ve actually been looking for a new job all day.”

“Text me the address of the café too. We’ll meet you there, then we’ll go together.”

“It’s about three blocks from La Belle. I’ll text you right now.”

Clémence and Celine only needed to walk five minutes until they reached Le Café Vert, a modern café located in the 6th arrondissement and bordering the 5th.

“I really don’t think Perrie is a suspect,” Clémence said. “I’ll keep my ears open if she lets anything slip, but right now, my money’s on Jennifer.”

“The whole thing is really odd,” Celine agreed. “It gives me the creeps. Should we call the police?”

“I’m tempted to, but it wouldn’t hurt to knock on the door at least and see what she says before we jump to any conclusions.”

“What if she’s dangerous?”

“There’s three of us,” Clémence said. “Plus, I learned some basic self-defense moves.”

“I guess you’ve been in enough dangerous situations to know what you’re talking about,” Celine said.

Perrie was deep inside the bright cafe, tapping away on a MacBook. An empty cappuccino cup and a newspaper were on her table. When Clémence and Celine walked up, Perrie stood up and practically hugged Clémence, even though that was not the French custom. “I’m so relieved to see you. To tell you the truth, I don’t have a lot of friends in Paris, and the events in the last couple of days have really freaked me out.”

“This is my friend Celine,” Clémence said.

“Nice to meet you,” Celine said.

“Hi. Sit down, please.” Perrie gestured to the seats around her table.

“How did you start working for Adine, anyway?” Clémence asked.

“I actually went to Italy to study fashion,” Perrie explained. “My mother is Italian. My parents are divorced, and my father lives in Strasbourg. Anyway, I was just applying for jobs everywhere.

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