AN: I really should be writing Chance to Hope; but there seems to be a lack of inspiration. So you get this.
Chapter 1
I stood silently before Monseiur Madeline - the convict mayor of Montriel - his office was modestly furnished besides the ornate desk that came with his official position. I had just informed him that I had made a false report against him. I deserved to be dismissed; but as he spoke I could hear some sort of strangled relief. Some kind of realisation that even I made mistakes; however, this one could have cost the man his freedom and his daughter her father.
He did not dismiss me; just sent me on my way with no form of punishment. That at least I could rectify myself. I was about to make my leave, but I was called back.
"Javert." I made no sound but stood still and waited. "I mean it. You have done your duty; I see no real sin in that."
"Real Sin?"
"Well it is not to me. It is the duty at fault not you."
"My duty and I are the same. I know little else."
"I had noticed yes."
"Am I dismissed?"
"You may return to your post, inspector." I bowed my head - although I was facing the door with my back to the mayor - in repsonce. I left the man to his own duties.