Paris, May 1799 - Persuading

------------------------------------- Paris, Île de la Cité, May 1799 -------

Towards the beginning of the afternoon, Adeláire arrived at Café Théâtre, as desired. As the sun still shone from a cloudless sky, the terrace in front of the café was well filled and she had to push past busy tables and chairs. The twilight inside did the eyes well and the Assassin looked around from the entrance. When her gaze fell on the staff in the look-out, he pointed silently towards the staircase in the back. Dorian seemed to expect her in private rooms on the first floor. Adeláire was not sure if she thought this was good or not. With tightened shoulders she stepped up the path and looked again searchingly.

Paris, May 1799 - Indecent Proposal

---------------------- Paris, Sanctuary of the Assassins, May 1799 -------

For hours, the three Masters of the council seemed to be arguing over how to proceed further regarding Sieyès. Adeláire patiently waited with her arms folded behind her back. She had delivered her report completely, and had always given the same answers for what felt an eternity. She therefore allowed herself a very restrained breath, as Master Trenet finally ended the discussion with an energetic gesture.

Paris, May 1799 - Tracing

---------------- Paris, Porte Saint-Denis, Court des Miracles, May 1799 -------

Disgusted, Adeláire repeatedly wrinkled her nose. Even the scarf, which in addition to the hood covered her face up to the tip of her nose, was not capable of keeping the smell of the Court des Miracles out. Just why were so many of the Brotherhood's informants found in this slum? Sighing softly, she gave herself the answer in her own mind. After all, it was beggars who always snapped information up everywhere. Eyes and ears begging on every corner could see and hear a lot.