C28 – WRONG WITNESS, UNEXPECTED DESIRE.

Paris – 1:03 AM

Camille Dubois said goodbye to her coworkers with a smile, tying her coat up to her neck as she stepped out through the side door of the Le Doux Matin bakery.

The warm aroma of sweet bread and vanilla cream still clung to her clothes—just as it clung to her blonde hair, loosely braided over her right shoulder. Her bag hung light at her side, with a package of croissants she planned to leave at the building's porter's lodge for the children