THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE
CHAPTER TWENTY
Jerôme showed up at the café fifteen minutes late. He stood at the entrance, looking around, his eyes blinking to adjust to the poor lighting. Jean sat to the right of the small round table with an empty espresso cup, hooded eyes fixed on Jerôme and a lit cigarette poised in his hand.
Jerôme finally spotted him, and moved unhurriedly to the chair at the left of the table and threw his book-bag on the floor. With deliberate movements, he took out a cigarette, tapped it on the package and lit up, exhaling before he spoke.
“Okay, I’m here.”
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