The Spy in Saint-Germain
The bookshop was on Rue de Seine, the kind of small, cluttered place that exists only in Paris and only at certain hours of the day -- morning, when the light comes through the dusty windows at an angle that makes everything look like a Vermeer painting. Charles found Leon there on a Tuesday, reaching for a book on the top shelf. They both grabbed for it at the same time. It was a slim volume...
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