The Handsome Gendarme - Chapter 2
A lovely woman, incredible eyes, beautiful hands - and a stolen jewel! Mathieu freezes. He is captivated by this lovely woman. But she is wearing the very ring he is searching for! How? Why?
He looks into her eyes again. She is looking deeply into his, fascinated. Their looks hold; unique mirror images of their exceptional eyes. It is an unforgettable moment. 'We are made for each other,' he thinks, but' ... Mathieu is a gendarme. He has sworn never to betray the trust of the people
'Your name please?' 'Martine.' Reluctantly he takes the handcuffs from his back pocket. He looks at her delicate wrists. He hesitates. 'Go ahead,' she says. 'Arrest me if you like.'
"But that's what all girls say," responds Mathieu. 'Are you really guilty? Are you a burglar? ' 'Of course not! I know that the ring is stolen. I have borrowed it to attract your attention. I need to speak to you urgently but you are always surrounded by these crowds of women.'
'So, what do you really want Martine and who are you exactly.' 'I am Martine Moudini. I'm a private detective. I am also a magician. I am working for an insurance company. I want to speak to you about the stolen jewellery.' 'A detective who does magic tricks. I would love to see that!'
'OK. tell me, what is your biggest problem at this moment?' 'Getting rid of these damn women!' 'Here you go then. So watch this.' She turns round quickly to the group of women, her back to Mathieu.
She speaks quietly but firmly. Mathieu cannot hear her. 'Listen carefully ladies. I will say this only once. When I say 'go away.' I want you to move as quickly as possible, really fast.'
'If you are fast enough I'll fix a session of 'selfies in handcuffs' with Mathieu next week. If you are not quick enough, something very bad is going to happen! Got it?'
She raises her hand so that Mathieu can see it and makes a magic sign. Then, sharply, 'Go !' They flee ! The street is cleared.
Mathieu has never seen any group of people move so quickly. He is impressed. 'Martine, I wonder if you would like to join me for a cup of tea with my mother,' he says. 'I think she is going to like you.' 'Yes, certainly, that would be lovely. she says.' 'Now, what about this jewellery ?' says Mathieu. to be continued...