Chapter Twenty-Six

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Bienne, Switzerland

They soon drove out of the snow, and by the time they had reached Bienne, the roads were clear and dry. A few minutes before noon, David gave Maria a hand out of the car in front of Hotel de la Poste. "This is where I had lunch two weeks ago before I met Hans."

"You said you met him in a hotel. Was that here?"

"Yes, after lunch in a small meeting room. My thoughts had been he was being careful, and didn't want to have me come to his offices for a first meeting." He paused to assist Maria up the steps and into the hotel dining room. "We're meeting him at fourteen thirty, so we'll have lunch here first. I found the food rather fine the last time."

Inside, they were greeted and led to a table, seated and given menus and cartes. Maria immediately checked hers to see if there were prices, then she looked up and smiled. "You said this is a French area, and I thought they'd be doing the French thing with these. But, no; they're civilised here."

She swivelled her head. "I wonder where the WC is. Surely that is also civilised."

"I've not seen squatters in Switzerland, though so far I've only visited a few. I wouldn't think that aberration has crossed the border. The language and the appreciation of food are here, but I don't think the outmoded attitudes have followed."

"When he comes back, I'm going to ask the waiter where it is, just to satisfy my curiosity." She laughed. "My crazy curiosity — so, we'll meet Hans here after lunch?"

"No, at the factory. After our meeting, he gave me a map and a picture to make it easy to find." David pulled a bundle out of his breast pocket and unfolded it. "This is what the factory looks like. It should be hard to miss."

"Oh, my

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"Oh, my. That's his? And he's an orphan in his early thirties?"

David pointed. "Here. He's circled its location to help us."

Maria examined the map

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Maria examined the map. "That's not far from here." She measured with her fingers against the scale. "Barely a kilometre. That's a huge building for making such small watches."

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