Chapter 2
The next day Oscar went to work at the local police department just like every morning, except this wasn´t like every had changed...But what?
Maybe she was just anxious to know about the investigation...Her mind wandered to this man, again...Had they found out something about this strange young man? He must be a thief...
"Good morning" said the janitor, but she was too deep in her thoughts to notice him. Only when she came out of the elevator and heard her men talking, she woke from her thoughts...
"A man proposed to our commander?! You´ve got to be joking!"
"No, really!"
She started to walk towards her office right past the men, who continued their conversation without noticing her at all...Luckily, she thought.
"He was right here, being questioned…"
"Is he involved with the jewel thieves?"
"..."
Only then they noticed her presence.
The men became quiet, when they saw Oscar walking towards her office. She pretended not to hear any of that, but she did. Frankly speaking, she didn´t care, because she had her own problems…
She opened the door to her office and walked to her desk. Immediately the phone rang, and she answered it. It was her father calling from England…
"Oscar, have you settled down all ready? How´s the investigation going?" He started as usual, without even greeting her properly. That was his way; right down to the business.
She didn´t have even time to sit down, when she answered her father.
"Yes, father. The hotel is quite comfortable and the investigations are going fine. Thank you for asking." She didn´t want to tell him about "that" incident yesterday.
"I hope you solve the case soon-and of course you will"… he said with a proud voice…"you are my son…" he paused "…my daughter" he corrected.
"Yes, father…" she was going to tell him, that she didn´t have time to talk, but he interrupted her…
"After solving the case, we will hold engagement party for you…and Girodere."
That was something she didn´t like. In fact, she had accepted this mission in France in order to get away from her forced engagement to the man she didn't love.
"Father! I am not going to marry Girodere! I don´t love him!" She raised her voice. She was frustrated, again.
"But of course you are! Who will then give me a grandson? Girodere is just right for you; he is rich and comes from the good family…" he paused…"Oscar?...Oscar?!" he yelled, but there was no answer; she had hang up.
Oscar then sat down deep in her thoughts…"why should I get married? And to Girodere? I don´t want to get married at all." She had never really considered that marriage was a thing for her. She had always concentrated on her career. Especially after, what happened with him…
She still remembered him…
There was one time she had dated a boy-for two whole weeks. She had been in high school and fell in love with a Swedish exchange student called Hans von Fersen. They had started dating, but she soon discovered him cheating on her. After that she had sworn not to get involve with men again. Her dating with Fersen had been no more than kissing and holding each other´s hands, but she had been taking it seriously and his actions had broken her heart. "Never again" she had sworn.
She was still deep in her thoughts, thinking how to get rid of this unwanted situation with Girodere. She didn´t have time to think, when…
All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door. And before she could reply to that, general Dagout had stepped inside and now was standing in front of her desk.
"Yes?" she looked at him.
"We brought Sean Dumon to questioning yesterday, but he came out clean. We let him go"….He was holding a file in his hand…"There is his file." he handed it to Oscar.
"What do you mean? He came out clean? But that´s imp..."
"...impossible? No. We checked everything."
Oscar opened the file and looked at it…
"He has nothing to do with the thieves. He is just an honest French doctor."
"Doctor?"
"Yes, he is a military doctor…Living in Paris with his sister."
"I see…So he is not involved…But why…" she looked at Dagout.
Dagout shook his head:"I have no idea. Maybe…he is looking for a romance and saw you and…"
"But that is ridiculous!" she raised her voice. "How could he even have known that I was a woman?!"
"There´s something strange about this…" she said and then started to read his files…
Sean Dumon was a French citizen and just two years older than her. His parents had died in a car accident when he was still a young boy and he had been living together with his older sister ever since. He had never been in trouble before, and even thought he was from a poor family, he was able to enter into a university.
While studying hard at the university, he worked all his free time in order to pay his studies. He hadn´t even taken a loan. He had finished his doctoral studies with a fine grades, specializing in military health.
Dagout sneaked out while she was reading the file. She was so concentrated, that she didn´t notice that someone else had come into her office. It was the man in question…
"I´m glad that you find me so interesting" he said looking at her with his files. She was startled.
Oscar slammed the file on her desk and yelled:"What an Earth are you doing? Sneaking in like that?!"
Everyone else would have been intimidated by her reaction, but not Sean. In fact, Sean found it exciting, when Oscar got angry. Under the cool surface of Oscar´s attitude, there lied a deep and passionate inner side of her, that Sean loved so much.
He just smiled to her with his eyes shining radiantly. When Oscar noticed that, she calmed down and tried to ignore it. "Why is he like that?" she wondered.
"What do you want?"
"Well, your men brought me here yesterday and they were really nice to me. So, then I thought that I could come again and thank them..."
"Thank them?!" Not the words she had expected.
"I brought them coffee..."
"You really are something..." she sighed.
He smiled to her mysteriously and continued..."and now while I am here, I though that you wanted breakfast." He then gave her a big, paperback full of fresh baked bread, croissants, red apples and- of course- fresh and still hot French coffee. "Here you go. My sister baked these bread and croissants. She´s an excellent baker." he smiled to her.
Oscar looked at the back…"I cannot accept this." she tried to give it back to him.
"Why not?"
"Because…" in fact, she couldn´t come up with any excuses not to accept his breakfast.
"As you can see, I am not a gangster." he told her…"and I didn´t poison your breakfast" he tried to joke.
Then he took a croissant and took a bite to show her it was ok to eat it. "I´m still alive" he smiled.
Oscar smiled. She hadn´t smiled for a long time. This man was just...impossible.
She let her guard down just for a while, and then something unexpected happened...Before she could know it, He had grapped her into his embrace and started to kiss her...