Lieutenant Collet felt as though he were at risk of a heart seizure. Less than twenty minutes ago he had had everything under control but now the damning thought that he was about to lose his job was pressing on his mind. Shortly after ordering Officer Ulliel to take ten minutes, Fache had radioed in to inform Collet that he would arrive at the scene in twenty five minutes and under no circumstances were they to move before then. He had forgotten all about Officer Ulliel until she failed to come back when she was due. It could have been no more than three minutes when the team heard a gun shot from the Chateau. He had given the order without hesitation, he didn't care how much Fache wanted the glory of the arrest, Collet knew it would be more than his job if he just stood by and waited when they'd heard a shot. The team had pulled down the gate and in less than a minute were in the house. They has heard hushed voices and immediately hurtled to the source only to find themselves outsmarted. Langdon and Neveu had tricked them by using the intercom to transmit their voices in the upper room of the chateau. Collet had felt a glimmer of comfort when they reached the source of the transmission, the barn. It had been converted into a garage, fancy cars parked in each horse pen, but the cars were not road cars. His team could catch up easily to one of these. But when Collet reached the empty pen and read the label overhead his glimmer of hope vanished and he knew he was in trouble.