Sous Brigadier Lefevre was approaching the Cafe d'Obervateur d'Etoile, as per usual after a day on duty. Today was different, though. He had been requested by Lieutenant Perrot to meet at the Cafe at 20:00. Today was supposed to be his day off, but one of Perrot's men was unable to come and for whatever reason, Lefevre drew the short straw.
It hadn't been a bad day on the whole, but Lefevre was pretty sure he knew why Perrot would want to talk.
Lefevre entered the Cafe and saw Perrot sitting at a table already, his violin case at his feet.
"Even on business, the man never leaves his violin at home." Lefevre thought as he waived acknowledgement at Perrot. "I'm just happy we settled thing earlier. I'd rather have the violin over the sword any day."
Lefevre walked over to the counter and got his coffee and croissant - Both were fresh and steaming. That should make up for the absence of last night's.
Food in hand, Luc walked over to Perrot's table, placed his items down, pulled out a chair, and sat across from the Lieutenant.
