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Jacqueline was drinking coffee when the bell rang to announce a call out to a car accident. Two ambulances were needed. It must be a serious accident. She heard Place del´ Alma tunnel just before she got into her seat and fastened her safety belt under Jean Pierre’s paternal glare. What a pity that someone should be suffering on such a lovely summer evening. The ambulance commenced its journey, perfectly equipped to affront any emergency, bells ringing and picking up speed. They had arrived within six minutes weaving in and out of the summer traffic, which was quite dense as Paris was a buzz with tourists. She was surprised to see so few people at the scene of the accident and a car pulling away. There were two policemen and some other people around. The car, a big black Mercedes, was wrapped around a division column in the tunnel and she could see there were four people in the car. Two in the front and two in the back, three men and a woman.
They each took a patient and felt for a pulse.
“Nothing here," said Pierre. “Nor this one,” said Jean Paul from the back.
“Go and look at the woman,” Pierre said to Jacqueline.
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About the Book
What did Jacqueline Bonhomnie, a pretty French nurse who works with the Ambulance team of the Pitie Salpetriere hospital in Paris, André Berquerel, a successful neuro surgeon, and Bill Blaggott, a ruthless mercenary have in common? Why did a French secret service agent feel the necessity to offer his British counterpart the name of an assassin as a special favour? How was Shakima, a notorious Arabic terrorist involved with any of these characters?
This easy reading book is ensured to entertain and will take you back to the 30th of August 1997. The grief, anguish, doubts and accusations of the following days after the tragic event, the mystery of that fatal night, still not cleared. A night meant for love not for death.
About the Author
I was brought up in London, the genuine London; Elephant & Castle, East Street, Walworth Road, these were my roots. I won a promising young artist award, but the pen was mightier than the pallet and I had always enjoyed writing. Then I got the urge to travel so I went to Spain where I have lived now for thirty years. My husband worked in the film business, which took us to other parts of the world, and I have met interesting famous people who have helped me with my characters. The story line, and some of my characters came to me in a dream, and the next morning I started writing. Sounds corny, but it is true. I have enjoyed writing this book so much and I want to share my enjoyment with you.