The Woman in the Fifth (49 page)

I could see him taking that in.

'And your "friend" – the woman in the Fifth – do you still see her?'

'Every three days without fail.'

Coutard raised his eyebrows. He shook his head. He put out his cigarette and lit another, puffing away on it for a good minute while studying me with detached professional interest. Finally he said, 'You are truly haunted,
monsieur
.'

Guilty as charged.