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CHAPTER 11 — Before Opening the Door
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2026-11-10 17:46:52
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The Night Paris Burned, We Loved CHAPTER 14 — We'll Open the Door Tomorrow, Too
“You're thinking of going back to that company?” Leila asked.Samira spread the interview information across their kitchen table.“I haven't said I'm starting tomorrow.”“They may have leaked information from the aid centre. Your name was on their risk list.”“I know. It's even more frightening when it's your own name.”Leila fell silent. Samira pushed the paper towards her without folding it.“Just let the choice be mine.”That day, Leila and Adèle followed the formal procedure for reviewing the sealed food centre's access records. Leila wanted to know where the keys had gone after they left her hands, and who had affixed the seal to the warehouse entrance, and when.“Wouldn't Officer Moreau just tell us if we asked?”Adèle shook her head.“If he handed over investigative material whenever he pleased, it would undermine our case as well. We need to obtain whatever the official process permits.”While they waited, Leila held a piece of a broken lock she had found outside the bakery. A
The Night Paris Burned, We Loved CHAPTER 13 — Don't Ask Me to Trust You
“Who's getting hold of everything we say in our meetings?”Leila held up the sheet of paper. Samira grimaced.“Yesterday's menu again. And now they've got the number of meals we're serving.”“Let's not suspect the person who brought the medicine. All they did was what we asked.”“Then who are we supposed to suspect?”“First we find out where the paper came from.”As soon as Adèle received a photograph of the document, she called.“Keep the original. Just because it looks familiar doesn't mean we can declare it a Valois document.”“How long are we supposed to wait?”“Don't wait. Start by documenting who attended the meeting and how the sheet could have been printed.”Leila explained the change to the volunteers. They could tighten their handling of documents without publishing anyone's name. Samira turned away.“While you're trying to trust everybody, I can't even go to work.”“I'm frightened too.”“Even when you're frightened, you put everyone else first.”“That doesn't mean I think i
The Night Paris Burned, We Loved CHAPTER 12 — Today's Medicine Can't Wait Until Tomorrow
“Could we get the medicine tomorrow instead?”A boy's mother asked one of the medical volunteers. Leila put down the plate she was holding.“What medicine?”“We checked with his pharmacist. He needs it today, but the delivery can't get through.”The mother had been here before. Her son lived on the same street as the little girl who'd cried beside the police car, tripping over her shoelaces that night. Today the boy barely lifted his head from his mother's shoulder.“We can't decide that ourselves,” Leila told the volunteer.“Check the prescription and speak to the pharmacist again. I'll call the nearest clinic too.”“The roads there are blocked.”“Then we'll find a way around the blockade.”Empty water bottles were stacked inside the relief center. An old man who collected caps offered his bicycle, but Leila declined. Prescription medicines had storage requirements and handover procedures. Courage alone wasn't enough to transport them safely.“Can't we just set off and fetch it?” a f
The Night Paris Burned, We Loved CHAPTER 11 — Before Opening the Door
“They're outside with that paper. Leila, what am I supposed to do?”Leila heard paper rustle at the other end of the call. She steadied herself against the police station corridor wall.“Samira, have you opened the door?”“No. I checked their IDs through the window. Two police officers.”“Good. Adèle will speak to you.”Adèle took the phone.“Samira, ask them for their names and units first. Ask whether this is a request to attend questioning or another procedure. I'll verify it directly.”Gabriel returned from the office opposite holding the duty desk's contact log.“The team was asked to verify an address. I found no instruction to arrest anyone.”“Then why are they treating my sister like a criminal outside her own door?” Leila snapped.“I intend to find out.”“Don't let that be the end of it.”“It won't be.”Samira came back on the line. One of the men outside was holding up a document.“They say I should step out just to confirm something.”Adèle answered, “We cannot assume you h
The Night Paris Burned, We Loved CHAPTER 10 — I Reported My Own Sister?
“A request for Samira Haddad to appear for questioning has arrived.”Adèle's voice was grave.“On what grounds?”“Someone submitted information about the warehouse fire. This isn't an arrest order. We should examine the records first.”Leila looked toward her sister. Samira was opening her work schedule on her phone.“I was at the distribution center all that day,” Samira said. “They have entry records.”“Can you get them?”“They're on the company server. My account's blocked.”“Then I'll ask one of your colleagues.”Samira shook her head.“Leila. Let me speak for myself about my case. Just stay with me.”Leila clasped her hand and let go. Instead of making the call herself, she took Adèle's card from her bag. Samira dialed the number.At the same time, Gabriel was studying a new statement at the police station. Reporting party: Leila Haddad. Person reported: Samira Haddad. It alleged that Samira had transported dangerous materials the day before the fire.He checked how it had entere
The Night Paris Burned, We Loved CHAPTER 9 — We Will Buy Your Goodwill
“Sign here and you can reopen the relief center.”The contract the woman handed Leila bore the Valois Group logo. Leila read the name of the woman sitting across from her.Claire Valois. Head of public relations. And Étienne Valois's wife.“There's a clause allowing you to use my face in advertisements.”“It's part of a campaign about overcoming the crisis. At times like these, showing people working together matters.”“People lost their jobs because of a video showing my face.”“That's the misunderstanding we're offering to correct.”“You need an advertising contract to correct a misunderstanding?”Claire pressed her lips together. Her fingernails whitened against the edge of the papers.“Ms. Haddad, you're having trouble using the relief center building right now, aren't you? The refrigeration equipment is broken too.”“How do you know that?”“We assess the condition of facilities we may support.”“Then you must know where our medicines were moved.”“That's outside my responsibiliti
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