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The door stopped closing, then slowly opened again and Gamache, Émile and Henri were admitted

Monsieur Patrick pointed them to a room

Gamache ordered Henri to lie down by the front door then they took off their boots and followed Monsieur Patrick into the parlor, an old-fashioned word but one that fit It certainly didn’t see at the sofas Gan a body had ever touched those cushions, and weren’t about to now Monsieur Patrick did not invite them to sit down Instead they clustered in the middle of the stuffy roo around hirandparents"

"Are those the over to the photos on the wall

"Yes And those are randparents lived in Quebec City too That’s them over there"

He waved to another set of photos and Gamache looked at two stern people He alondered what happened the instant after the shot was taken Did they exhale, glad that was over? Did they turn to each other and smile? Was this who they really were, or siy that demanded they stay still and stare sternly at the cah--

Garoup of dirty e hole Behind thelu

"Hoonderful to have these," said Gamache But Patrick didn’t look like it onderful, or terrible, or anything Indeed, Gaht he probably hadn’t looked at the sepia photos in decades Perhaps ever "Hoell did you know Augustin Renaud?" the Chief Inspector turned back into the room

"Didn’t know hi? Meet hied to meet with you, Monsieur O’Mara and two others A Chin and a JD"

"Never heard of ’eustin Renaud," said Émile

"Of hiustin Renaud never contacted you?" asked Garown suspicious

"We’re helping the investigation," said Gauely Fortunately Monsieur Patrick wasn’t very observant or curious, otherwise he ht wonder why Garanted, but it was still unusual But Sean Patrick didn’t seeustin Renaud<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>