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A Small Favor-Arrondissement Part Thirty-Six

Files and papers spread across his desk with abandon, each presenting questions with no answers. Sergeant Gendarme Arpin rubbed his eyes and sighed. This was a true mystery, complete with arcane machinations, baffling and unconnected clues, and even a secret … Continue reading

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You’ll Be Fine… Really-Arrondissement Part Thirty Five

It was an ordinary building. No, elaborate facades, fanciful decorations, or memorable features. Just a three-story, stone office building with a tarnished brass plaque by the front door. Just the sort of place you might walk past every day without … Continue reading

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I Have No Idea-Arrondissement Part Twenty Five

“Two cafés.” Sergeant Arpin stood with Detective Durand at the street vendor near the Gendarmerie. The rich aroma of ground beans and the hiss of boiling water fought against the hurly-burly of the Arrondissement. “How goes your missing ghost case?” … Continue reading

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Public Tête-à-Tête-Arrondissement Part Twenty

Olivia was followed by cats all day long even though she was unaware of that fact. She was trying something new, looking for something without trying to. It was proving to be extraordinarily counter-intuitive. It felt like listening to music … Continue reading

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Two Gendarmes-Arrondissement Part Seventeen

“It was more or less of a coincidence,” said Sergeant Gendarme Arpin. Mistress Rosamund took a deep drag of her cigarillo and regarded Arpin and Detective Durand sitting in her back office. One gendarme visiting was irritating but easy enough … Continue reading

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The Details, As Such-Arrondissement Part Six

Gendarme Sergeant Arpin sighed. He had seen many worse sights but violence and it’s results always filled him with sorrow. He lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply, his lungs resented this, as they always did, but it reminded him he … Continue reading

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Kaffe and Cake-Arrondissement Part Three

The crowds on the Rue de l’artisanat moved with a purposeful grace. To anyone on the street, it seemed chaotic, an endless series of near collisions with a generous portion of shouting. However, if you watched it from above, it … Continue reading

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