MONSIEUR HENRI
MONSIEUR HENRIHis apartment wasn’t central, he admitted it himself, but it was quiet and only a short train ride into Paris. Besides he didn’t have to travel much anymore since he had stopped working. Monsieur Henri had been the chief waiter for a large Paris restaurant for 35 years. He had a good pension, had always been single and had done quite well in the stock market a few years ago. He spent money on his collection of walking sticks and canes but that was about it. Monsieur Henri had only...