Chapter Twenty
Paris' Pere Lachaisse cemetary was empty now.
Tourists were gone to their beds hours ago, exhausted from having walked through the miles of stone paths.
They had marveled, laughed and been saddened at the crypts, statues and burial monuments of the dead - American Jim Morrison of the Doors, Englishman Oscar Wilde; French Comedic Playwright Moliere.
Others such as Proust, Bizet, Chopin (his heart in Poland), de Balzac.
All the poets, statesmen, actors and actresses, musicians, scientists; the famous and not-so-famous buried here in this, the most famous cemetary in the world.
The figure left a lover's note at Abelard and Heloise's shared tomb, then went to find a friend.
The other side of Paris - the one at night - was awake.