Chapter 63
“No idea. He received a phone call in the middle of the afternoon, was on it for quite a while. Then he asked for the rest of the day off.”
Not knowing what else to do, I drove back to the hotel, hoping to find him there, but no luck. I decided to go out and walk to some of our usual haunts, the Luxembourg Gardens, the vendors along the Seine, but he was nowhere to be found. I began walking back toward the hotel, totally at a loss as to where to look for him. Then I saw it.
The casino.
I walked in. There he was alright, at the Le Multicoloretable. Just where I had found him the night we met. He had a pretty good stack of chips in front of him.
“Rabi, what are you doing?” I asked softly, walking up behind him.