Chapter 25
"We have an assignment in another town, Lieutenant," said Javert to me as he entered the office. I gave him a surprised glance.
"Is that even in our jurisdiction?" Javert looked at me, questioning with his eyes whether or not I was being serious or just lazy, then nodded curtly. "Yes," he replied. "We have to go to St. Pelerine for some urgent business."
"Business of what sort?"
"There are some prisoners that are being brought over because their prison isn't large enough. We have to go bring one prisoner – we would bring more but the scheduling was done terribly and the only ones available at present are the two of us, and they don't want us to take more than we can handle."
"Well we can handle more than one."
Javert shook his head. "This guy committed multiple thefts and two attempted escapes. The other prisoners are all guilty of arson, or murder, or rape, or a combination of those three. I didn't have a choice in who we transported but I would not have allowed you to take on these kinds of criminals even if I did."
I frowned at him. "Inspector, I live in one of the worst neighborhoods in Paris." But he simply shook his head again, as though that was an adequate reply. I sighed, crossing my arms, earning a burning glare from my superior.
"We aren't going to fight with this man," he said, his voice low and patronizing, "we are going to transport him over here, hopefully without any problems. So don't give me any problems."
I growled under my breath, stacking the finished papers together angrily and not looking in Javert's eyes. Honestly! Why did he always have to add such unnecessary things?
Javert watched me work for a while, then left the room to attend personal business. I got up suddenly and bolted after him. "When do we leave?" I asked him.
"Tomorrow," he replied, turning away from me. I gaped at his back.
"Tomorrow?"