Wednesday, 15 September 2010

Détective Duluc, Part Two


Is that the sound of Détective Duluc's 1955 Citroën DS drawing up outside? Can he save the female photographer from the dastardly intruder?
Photo: Profoundly Superficial, Paris

6 comments:

Diana said...

Duluc floored the gaspedal of his priceless Déesse. Why had he not acted more quickly? - it might be too late now! As he neared the building where the beautiful photographer was kept he slowed down, so as not to betray his presence. Cursing himself for not having recognized the faul fiend who kept her there earlier he got out of the car, took out his gun, checked the magazine and slowly opened the door. Thank God it didn't creek...

Profoundly Superficial said...

Over the shoulder of the burly intruder, the photographer could see Duluc snaking gingerly around the door, his Smith & Wesson at the ready. Instantly she locked eyes with the intruder, her hypnotic gaze challenging him to stare her down. He did not waver for a second while Duluc crept ever closer, his left hand raised to deliver a lethal karate chop to the neck. Just a few more seconds and it would all be over. Or would it...?

Diana said...

What was it? An ill-fitting floor plank no doubt. Soft though the sound was, it was enough. The intruder - a square giant of a man - turned and reposted Duluc's intended shuto, surprisingly gracefully considering his bulk. At the same time his other hand managed to wrestle the S&W from the détective's hand. Yet not all was lost. The photographer, although tied to a chair, suddenly moved with such quickness - chair and all! -, Duluc was unable to fathom what happened exactly. The giant lost his balance and crashed to the floor. Immediately Duluc eliminated him with a soft but well placed shuto. "Karate, ma chérie?" he inquired. "No, just common sense, détective," she answered. "I'm British, you know."

Profoundly Superficial said...

Standing on the Pont Neuf as the sun slowly rose, the photographer took shot after shot of a shimmering City of Light. The Eiffel Tower, Sacre Coeur: all this was in her backyard. As was Détective Duluc, fortunately. For who knows when she would need his help again...

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❀ Lisa de Paris said...

...Très belle perspective !!.. ★