Chapter 16
Henry placed the receiver back on the hook and stared at it in confusion and disbelief. No Nicole? How could this be? She wouldn't lie like that, now would she?
This was the fourth phone call to the Winter Palace that he had made in the last twenty minutes. During the last one, someone had hung up on him, just at the sound of his name.
He didn't understand this. After all, it was Nicole herself who gave him those numbers to call. She told him that he would be able to reach her at any hour of the day. But no one knew who she was or that even she even existed. In fact, during one call, Henry was informed she had been dead for years.
Well, Henry was determined to get to the bottom of this. Something didn't make any sense.
He looked around the kitchen, and then walked to the back door that looked out over the back deck. He couldn't believe that she'd been there only last night. Henry shook his head. He missed her so much and now he couldn't find her at all. It was if she had disappeared into thin air.
He wasn't even sure if he could find her again.
Suddenly, and quite unexpectedly, the telephone rang. He rushed toward it and picked up the receiver to hear the click of a hang up in his ear. Henry placed the receiver on the hook again, sat down at the kitchen and placed his head on it covering it up with his arms.
He wasn't exactly sure what time he had heard the doorbell because he had fallen asleep. "Coming," he yelled, jumping up from his seat and running for the door. He was so sure that he would know the three people that stood before him that he was quite shocked when hadn't a clue who any of them were.
"Can I help you?" he asked, frowning at them.
"Are you Mr. Henry Duval?" one the three men asked him.
Henry nodded
"Is there something that you gentlemen need?"
Henry placed the receiver back on the hook and stared at it in confusion and disbelief. No Nicole? How could this be? She wouldn't lie like that, now would she?
This was the fourth phone call to the Winter Palace that he had made in the last twenty minutes. During the last one, someone had hung up on him, just at the sound of his name.
He didn't understand this. After all, it was Nicole herself who gave him those numbers to call. She told him that he would be able to reach her at any hour of the day. But no one knew who she was or that even she even existed. In fact, during one call, Henry was informed she had been dead for years.
Well, Henry was determined to get to the bottom of this. Something didn't make any sense.
He looked around the kitchen, and then walked to the back door that looked out over the back deck. He couldn't believe that she'd been there only last night. Henry shook his head. He missed her so much and now he couldn't find her at all. It was if she had disappeared into thin air.
He wasn't even sure if he could find her again.
Suddenly, and quite unexpectedly, the telephone rang. He rushed toward it and picked up the receiver to hear the click of a hang up in his ear. Henry placed the receiver on the hook again, sat down at the kitchen and placed his head on it covering it up with his arms.
He wasn't exactly sure what time he had heard the doorbell because he had fallen asleep. "Coming," he yelled, jumping up from his seat and running for the door. He was so sure that he would know the three people that stood before him that he was quite shocked when hadn't a clue who any of them were.
"Can I help you?" he asked, frowning at them.
"Are you Mr. Henry Duval?" one the three men asked him.
Henry nodded
"Is there something that you gentlemen need?"