Page 64 of All the Devils Are Here

It was a quality he and his godson shared. A quality others did not always appreciate.

It seemed obvious that someone knew what Stephen Horowitz was about to do. And needed to stop him.

It was their turn now to connect the dots. But first they had to collect the dots.

“If he put you in GHS because he had suspicions, he might’ve wanted you to figure it out on your own,” said Gamache. “And not prejudice your thoughts.”

“Yeah, well, he obviously overestimated my ‘thoughts.’ I have none. At least, no suspicions. Though—”

“Oui?”

“Well, it’s just that my number two—”

“Madame Arbour.”

“Oui. She was pushing some file on me yesterday afternoon. A project we have in Luxembourg.”

“Luxembourg?”

“Yes. Small by comparison to others. When I changed the subject to Patagonia, she seemed miffed. I put it down to a very tiring power struggle we still seem to be having. I thought she might be testing, to see if I was up on even the smaller projects. What is it?”

“I’m remembering my conversation with Stephen in the Rodin. A mistake he made.”

“He made a mistake?” Jean-Guy had never heard of the financier making, or certainly admitting to, an error.

“More like a memory lapse. He said that he’d convinced me to propose to Reine-Marie in the jardin du Luxembourg. But that was wrong. He’d actually suggested a small garden in the Marais, just off rue des Rosiers.”

“And that’s where you did propose?”

“Yes. I put the mistake down to his age and lingering jet lag. But clearly he wasn’t suffering from jet lag since he’d arrived days earlier.”

“So, what was it? If it wasn’t a mistake, you think he might’ve said it on purpose?”

“I’m not sure I’d go that far. He might’ve had Luxembourg on his mind. What’s the project there?”

“A funicular.”

“An outdoor elevator?”

“Yes, up the side of a cliff. But this’s a newer, safer design. We’re incorporating it into elevators all over the world, not just funiculars. Jesus, could Stephen be worried about the design? Could something be wrong?”

“Stephen isn’t an engineer. He can read a financial statement in moments, but I doubt he could make heads or tails of an engineering report.”

They were now wandering in the dark, and in danger of believing they weren’t totally lost. It was at about this point, as Gamache warned his people, that many investigations went over a cliff.

“You say that when you changed the subject, Madame Arbour got upset?”

“A bit, yes,” said Beauvoir.

“Did you tell Stephen this?”

Beauvoir thought. “No. You think there’s something in it?”

“I think it would be helpful to get a copy of the engineering report on that funicular.”

“But Stephen didn’t have the report with him. If he was going to expose something, don’t you think he’d take it to the GHS meeting?”

“Maybe he hid it. Maybe that’s what the intruder was trying to find. Not just the report, but the proof something was wrong.”