“She must have heard me say your name,” said Abe. All three of them had been kicked out by an increasingly irritated Marie and now stood in an empty street as the evening air began to chill.

"You said you wanted a Coulise!” Cece insisted. “That woman is a Coulise!”

"I said I wanted Allie!” Ava’s voice cracked as she tried to fight back tears. She had been so close. At least...it had felt close. It had felt real.

"Wait,” Abe said with such urgency Ava thought Cece’s loan sharks might have caught up with them. But he just held up a piece of paper and looked at the street sign nearby. “Is this Rue le Norte?”

The sign he was staring at confirmed it was. "So?” Cece asked, irritated.

He turned back to the building. “Number 13?” Sure enough, there was a brass ‘13’ on the brick wall.

"Again -- so?”

He held out the paper, but Ava already recognized it: the card she’d found in the carnations, back at the strange little house. On it was written ‘13 Rue le Norte, 75016, Paris, France.’

“This is the address we came here to find.”