Thirteenth night in the cold Paris winter. The snow was falling heavily again. The city was almost silent under the white blanket. Inside the hotel room, the situation was very tense. Rohan was suspicious and he had started watching Priya closely. He was not sleeping deeply tonight. He was pretending to sleep but his mind was full of doubt.

Priya knew the risk was high but her body and heart were completely under Pierre’s control. She sent a secret message: “Rohan is awake but pretending. Come carefully. I need you badly.” Pierre replied: “I will come through the service door. Be ready.”