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... kind of place where officers usually gathered.
It was a small, unassuming bistro tucked into the side of a quiet street, just a short walk from the Seine.
The air inside smelled of buttered escargots, roasted duck, and red wine the kind of warmth and indulgence that made men forget, for a moment, that the world outside was crumbling.
Moreau sat across from Renaud, his coat draped over the chair, his fork idly pushing a piece of veal across his plate.
He should ha ...
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