Without a Trace
““Pierre!” she cried. “How dare you speak of our guests that way? Nancy and her friends are our only friends here in town. How can you accuse them of such a thing?”
“I’m sorry,” Pierre said immediately, looking crestfallen. He clasped his hands in front of him. “Please, Nancy—all of you—please accept my apology. I spoke without thinking, and was only trying to defend my friends.”
Everyone else in the room looked decidedly uncomfortable. “What a way to bring down a party, mon ami,” René said to P...ierre, his tone only half joking.
Pierre shook his head. “Really, I spoke without thinking,” he said, taking my hand and looking at me earnestly. “I do that sometimes. Nancy, please say that you will forgive me?”
“Of course,” I told him. “I don’t blame you for defending your friends. I would do the same. And I really didn’t mean to accuse them of anything.”
I felt like kicking myself. So much for my undercover investigation; I had just blown any chance of being subtle as I questioned the French guys.MoreLess
“I’m sorry,” Pierre said immediately, looking crestfallen. He clasped his hands in front of him. “Please, Nancy—all of you—please accept my apology. I spoke without thinking, and was only trying to defend my friends.”
Everyone else in the room looked decidedly uncomfortable. “What a way to bring down a party, mon ami,” René said to P...ierre, his tone only half joking.
Pierre shook his head. “Really, I spoke without thinking,” he said, taking my hand and looking at me earnestly. “I do that sometimes. Nancy, please say that you will forgive me?”
“Of course,” I told him. “I don’t blame you for defending your friends. I would do the same. And I really didn’t mean to accuse them of anything.”
I felt like kicking myself. So much for my undercover investigation; I had just blown any chance of being subtle as I questioned the French guys.MoreLess
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