Chapter 4

Oscar showed Sean around the department. She had decided to hire him as a member of their team. Of course, Sean had promised not to make advances towards her. …"Oscar…" he had replied…"I love you with all my heart, but I am not going to push you. I…" he had looked straight into her eyes…"I want to protect you, and I understand if you´re not ready for…" She had said nothing to that. She just wasn´t ready for a relationship and she wasn´t looking for a romance. And he understood that. He would stay by her side as her friend.

"Alan. Sean Dumon..." she said…"... is a new member of our team investigating the thefts."

"I see…" he looked at Sean…"So, if a man confesses his love to our commander, he gets a job…"

"Alan!" she got angry.

"It´s alright." Sean turned to Alan…"I took this job only to protect her."

"Really?! Wow! What a dedication!" he turned towards Oscar…"So, he is willing to risk his life for you!"

Oscar walked away without saying anything. She was just too angry. Alan had always been like that; too straight. Sometimes even much too straight. But he was one of the best men of her unit.

"Well then, Sean. Let´s get started."

"Right."

"Welcome onboard!" everyone was congratulating him.

"Thank you everyone!" he replied.

"And what about your daily job at the army?"

"I´ve taken my summer leave now. So it´s alright."

"So you´re working even on your holidays!" they laughed.

He was now officially "part of the gang" as they had put it. They had given him a nickname "Commander´s rose lover"because he was always smelled of roses. Everyone had started to see him as natural part of her as if he was her shadow.

Paris that evening…

The sun had already set and the streetlights casted a shadow to everyone who walked pass. Although, almost everyone was already in bed. That is: almost. Rosalie had finished her daily job and was now walking towards her house. The streets seemed empty as she walked by, but little did she knew: there was a shadow following her…

She didn´t notice anything strange, when she entered her house. She turned on the lights as she went in. And all this time she was watched by that strange shadow…

What was he up to? And who was he?

At the same time in Oscar´s hotel room…

Oscar was sitting on her bed and wondering about the events that had occurred since she stepped on the French soil…

She had never expected things like that to turn out. That man…Sean…"I know him. I am certain of it." she thought. She needed to find out more, so she decided to call to her sister…

"But Oscar, what is the matter with you? Calling to me, and especially this time of a day? What has happened?" She knew that Oscar never called unless she had some urgent business.

Oscar didn´t want to explain it too much. She just asked if her sister knew Sean. Oscar had taken some pictures while she was at Versailles, and in one of them featured Sean as well.

"Oh my God!" she yelled, when she saw his picture. "What a gorgeous looking man!"

Oscar got nervous "I didn´t ask that. I simply asked, if you knew him!"

Hortensia got all excited "Is he a criminal that you search?"

"No…"

"A thief perhaps?!"

"No…" it was difficult for her not to shout at her sister.

"Then why are you asking about him?!"

"He…"

Hortensia was eager and didn´t let Oscar answer…"Oh no! Could it be, that my little sister has finally found herself a guy?!" she teased her.

Oscar blushed "No!" she yelled…"It´s…"she had no other choice, but to tell her that he claimed that he knew her. She didn´t tell anything about the proposal. Not that she was thinking about it, anyway. That was impossible...

"I see…Well, he doesn't seem familiar, but I´ll look into it and let you know. You doubt him, don´t you?"

"I am not sure…I don´t remember him, but he seems somewhat familiar. Maybe I have met him while I was still a child…"

"I promise, I will help you. Good night Oscar."

"Good night, and thank you."

Just as she had finished her phone call to her sister, her phone rang, again; this time it was her father.

"Hello father." she answered.

"Oscar. How things are going there?"

"The investigations are going fine." she only said. She wasn´t in the mood for given him a full detailed description of their progress, because she knew exactly that once the investigation was complete, she would have to go back to England. And she didn´t want to think about that, not at that moment.

" Gerodere is waitin..." he started, but Oscar interrupted him by asking something unexpected.

"Father, why don´t you ever talk about the times when our family still lived in France?"

"..." he didn´t know what to say.

"You´re always so keen on telling us of our forefathers in England, but they only came there during the French Revolution. But what about before that?"

" Oscar...I..." he sounded very uneasy..."Oh, look at the time! It´s late already and you should get to sleep so that you can wake up fresh in the morning and solve the case..."

"But father..." she tried to stop him.

"Good night"

This time it was her father who hang up. "What was that all about?" she wondered. The feeling of her father hiding things from their past became stronger than ever...

Oscar went to sleep that night still thinking about these strange events, that had occurred. Not only that, she also had a problem with her father. She was going to get away with her enforced engagement somehow…But right now, she had to concentrate on catching the thieves at Versailles Palace…