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Superintendent Charron was in precisely the same spot he had been when the first call to the Henry household arrived more than twelve hours before. This time it was his wife who awakened him. She had removed the phone from the bedroom, hoping he would be able to get at least a couple of hours sleep. It wasn’t to be.

“The kidnappers’ call just came in,” she told him. “There’s a recording with instructions in a mail box in front of 64 Torbolton. It’s Sergeant Tremblay on the line.”

Charron listened intently to a recording of the call then began issuing instructions.

“We’re going to do what they tell us. You remain in the “chateau”. Have Ryde bring Grant to...” the inspector paused a moment, fixing the location in his mind. “...Torbolton and Tache. That’s about two blocks from the mailbox. Tell Inspector Boisvert I’ll meet him there in about fifteen minutes, as soon as I can get the area cordoned off.”

“God knows why I’m sealing off the area,” he admitted to his wife a few minutes later, as she hovered over him insisting he eat some toast. “You can be sure the bastards are long gone, but you never know for sure do you?”

Boisvert was waiting for Charron at the intersection. They briefly debated the wisdom of having Grant retrieve the recording, but agreed it was probably best to follow the caller’s instructions. “Besides,” added Boisvert, “I’m still convinced this radio son of a bitch knows something more than he’s telling us. I want to watch every move he makes.”