Madam Noirelle set out to get Valentina back, with no plans of letting anything stop her.
The plan was simple.
Two cars ahead, random cars moving to their various directions in the middle, and her own car behind.
The two cars ahead were filled up with both men and women.
At first glance, they were just random men and women in a car. But anyone who decided to look further, would discover they were not just ordinary men and women.
They were those willing to fire first, and ask questions later.
If there was anything she had taken away after learning about Luciano De Luca, it was the fact that one needed to be prepared when going into his turf.
She hopped into her car by 6am in the morning, and by 6:30, she was in the man-made traffic, caused by Julien.
Her aging hands grappled the steering, as she followed the traffic movements. Stopping when the cars stopped, and moving when they moved.
There was no urgency in her driving. She knew that no one would be leaving France today.
