----------------------- outside Paris, Malmaison,
August 1799 -------
Arno
had spotted the delegation for a long time before it even came close to the
gate. With a faint whistle he caught LaHache's attention and hinted that they
were visited. Jean merely nodded briefly and pulled his hood over his forehead.
He grabbed his always present ax, but did not stow it in the back holder. He
turned resolutely toward the road, while Arno remained in his position in the
tree. The training of his senses had not really taken him one step further, but
from up here he definitely had a better overview.
