Tag Archives: Arrondissement

Down to the Bone

“I’m afraid you cannot speak to the patient, it’s simply out of the question.” Sergeant Gendarme Arpin held up his hands. “I don’t need to speak with him, we only need-“ “To see his medical records and speak with his … Continue reading

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Dinner Conversation

There were no two ways about it, her outfit was ruined. Zsófia knew it was ridiculous, she had much bigger problems at the moment, but still, she loved that outfit. It was the perfect mix of librarian demureness and slightly … Continue reading

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Hope and Friendship

“How many times have you taken that apart?” asked Frau Schlüsselherrin. Monsieur L’Horloge gently screwed in the back of the chronoton and then slowly wound it up. “It keeps running slightly slow,” he said holding it up to his ear. … Continue reading

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Dead Desires

Detective Durand carefully walked down the worn stone steps of the spiral staircase. She ran her left hand along the wall and carried and a candle in her right. This was not a place for the living or at least … Continue reading

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A Difficult Client

Boot steps echoed off the marble floors of the Tribunal de Justice. Jules Thibault, his hands shackled was flanked by four Chevaliers, one on each of the cardinal points and if that was not enough, four uniformed gendarmes also filled … Continue reading

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Educational Sojourn

Olivia had insisted on meeting at the Museum of Unnatural History. Actually, it was her father who had told her that her first choice, a small café in the carpenter’s district would be more trouble. She took his concerns seriously, … Continue reading

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Safe and Dry

It was raining when Zsófia exited the Academy Library and the Folio Chevalier opened a bumbershoot to shield them both. His squire Henrik followed with crate covered with an oilcloth. “This way Mademoiselle,” the Folio Chevalier said. He walked her … Continue reading

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