"It's your first time in Paris, isn't it?" Somehow they'd never talked about it. "And I love it already. I can understand the enthusiasm in your letters." "Oh, so you...
LEX PARKED in front of the Gare du Nord, purchased a parking meter ticket and tossed it on top of the dashboard. He looked at his watch—another thirty minutes to...
The waiter returned with the wine and the sparkling water. Skilfully, he uncorked the bottle and presented the cork to Jules, who studied it meticulously before putting it to his...
LEX PULLED the French windows open and pushed aside the shutters. The morning spring sunlight streamed into his small office. He leaned against the iron railing and looked down into...