David , Boris and Missy were in Paris by later that night thanks to Mr Jenning’s Lear Jet that had been given to the band for personal use. David was sans robes but wore sunglasses and a scarf just in case.
When they arrived at the Train station David asked Missy to show him where she found the key.
Missy by this stage was confident she was in no danger and was on some sort of crazy treasure hunt with the Monk and his bodyguard. She took them to the change rooms where she found it.
Nothing stirred in David’s memory as a matter of fact he couldn’t recall being at this train station before.
“Let’s check out the locker” David suggested.
When the found the locker David inserted the key opened it and discovered it was empty.
“Damn” thought David another dead end.
Meanwhile behind David Boris’ phone rang.
It was Mr Blanc.
“Where the hell are you and do you have client number two?” Mr Blanc screamed down the phone.
“It’s fine Boss, where in Paris but will be back in a couple of hours, I’ll send a photo as proof. Excuse me sir” Boris said and as David turned Boris took a photo on his mobile.
“Sending proof now sir” said Boris.
“Good get back here pronto before all hell breaks loose” replied Mr Blanc.
David went to protest at the photo but then decided who would know?
“Let’s go back Boris, come on Miss” David said to Missy handing back the necklace.
Boris looked around and thought:
“This looks like the Station I picked up my Ma”
then looking at Missy thought:
“She’s not a bad looker that one”
Missy noticed Boris looking at her and thought of other things, another plan to get closer into the Monk’s circle.
Mr Blanc opened the attachment on his phone and viewed the picture of the client.
Though he was in dark glasses and he wore a thick scarf there was something horribly familiar about that man.