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... eal.
No Ministry stamp.
Just a plain cream paper folded once and slid under Moreau’s door while he was on the firing range.
Chauvet found it first.
He picked it up, turned it over, squinted. "No sender?"
Moreau took it without a word.
Opened it.
One line.
"When the lights go out, we plan by candle. Rue Saint-Dominique. 23:00."
Beneath that, a coded cipher Moreau recognized one he had seen used only once before, in the earlie ...
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