Sombre Secret
I rather miss the Camille, the feisty "Top of my class, two commendations for bravery, shot twice, I worked undercover" Camille.
So what to do? Well, write about her, of course. Undercover Camille, that is. There will be OCs that will show up in my stories from time to time that are germane to Camille and may possibly be to the canon characters as time goes on. This concerns Camille undercover from her time in Paris and on Guadeloupe.
Don't own Death in Paradise. If I did, we'd at least get to see Juliette, Fidel's wife from time to time. This is after Season Two.
No one can escape their past! Season Two, Episode 8
Prologue
She wanted to scream, rail and rage against the injustice of it all.
DS Camille Bordey stood with her colleagues of the Sainte Marie police force looking down at the semi nude male body that had washed up onto the beach. The body that Fidel and Dwayne had just turned over; the body she could picture 25 pounds ago.
She knew those facial scars; knew those tattoos; she especially knew that long scar across his abdomen. She could hear the other men talking: DI Poole telling Fidel about canvassing the beach for inquiries and Dwayne on his mobile calling for an ambulance; hear a question being put to her; hear the gentle lapping of the waves as they hit the beach.
Despite the hot Caribbean sun, she was cold. Very cold.
The threat of her lunch coming back up and the roaring in her ears did nothing to alter the fact that she had the feeling her life might be about to change.
Again.