Silver-Tongued

He had not sounded surprised when Franck called him, nor at all impressed when he mentioned he was with the Brigade Criminelle. He had immediately agreed to meet up, and only demurred when Franck offered to come over to rue Saint Dominique. Cloarec suggested a bistro in the rue du Bac instead, where the first thing he did was crush Franck’s hand, despite putting no apparent effort into the handshake.