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Is she gone?" "She's not with you?" "She left." Fache glanced out at the darkened hallway.
Apparently Sophie had been in no mood to stop by and chat with the other officers on her way out.
For a moment, Fache considered radioing the guards in the entresol and telling them to stop Sophie and drag her back up here before she could leave the premises.
He thought better of it.
That was only his pride talking... wanting the last word.
He'd had enough distractions tonight.
Deal with Agent Neveu later, he told himself, already looking forward to firing her.
Pushing Sophie from his mind, Fache stared for a moment at the miniature knight standing on Sauniure's desk.
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