Mr and Mrs Dupain-Cheng were sat solemnly in the police station, heads down. Adjacent to them, Gabriel Agreste stared ahead at the blank walls behind them. At first glance, Gabriel's face was emotionless but upon looking again it was clear he was laden with sorrow as expressed by the deep, dark circles around his eyes. The police were in another room, awaiting a response from the English police force.

"Mr Agreste?" Sabrine whispered. He looked at her.

"We're sorry for your loss." Her eyes were marked with just as many sleepless nights as both her husband and Gabriel's. Mr Agreste's face softened as he choked out "Thank you."