Bellamy Page #4

Always.

And what do you plan to do?

Timber. Firewood.

What, 'oh'? There's more

than just wind turbines.

Timber is energy.

It's organic, it doesn't pollute.

And still reasonably priced.

But not for much longer.

It's already climbing.

It's going to be madness.

It's already madness, fella.

But not only in timber.

I'll get a toothbrush.

Glad to see your brother?

Sure I'm glad.

There are blankets in the closet.

- Seen Jacques this morning?

- No.

- I think he's still sleeping.

- We can count on him for that.

Don't start.

You're right.

I'm going out.

To do some errands?

To see Gentil's wife.

He gave me her address.

It's very complicated.

'Upper Rambles,

- I see where that is.

- So do I. I checked the map.

Pretty nice area.

He doesn't strike me

as being down and out.

Why are you bothering?

I thought we were on vacation.

I don't know... The guy intrigues me.

He moves me.

I'm Paul Bellamy, police inspector.

I told Inspector Leblanc everything.

This is a private call.

Since you're Francoise's husband...

You know my wife?

The boy she's tutoring...

- He's very fond of her.

- He is.

Come in.

You sure have stuff.

But no strength to unpack it.

What did you tell the police?

The truth.

That I didn't know anything.

I saw Noel Gentil yesterday.

Who's that?

You don't know anyone

by that name?

No one.

Are you ill?

I knew it would end badly.

This your first husband?

No, that's him.

Who?

Emile...

Emile Leullet.

You've only been married once?

For better or for worse, yes.

Your husband never talked about

changing his name?

Why should he?

'I knew it would end badly.'

What did you mean by that?

It wasn't his fault!

He fell asleep at the wheel.

Yes, but...

the charred remains in the car

weren't Emile Leullet's.

- Whose do you think it was?

- How should I know?

He never told me anything.

I only saw him at breakfast.

Will the insurance pay?

Dear lady, that would take a miracle.

Insurance companies don't appreciate

scams like this.

As soon as something smells fishy

they dig in their heels.

My husband should have known

all the tricks, after 20 years at Axa.

He lost his job?

He took unpaid leave.

All because...

of that b*tch.

Excuse me for asking...

but can I get a glass of water?

- Yes, of course.

- I can get it.

How did you get along

with your husband?

He was a hard worker.

That's nice,

but how did you get along physically?

Not at all.

Yet when we first met, I had hopes.

You hoped what?

I had hopes.

I found him attractive.

Not handsome,

but he had presence.

Very elegant,

always fashionably dressed.

I liked him, dressed.

You liked to see him in public?

Exactly.

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