Her eyes narrowed and she put the cigarette out against the arm of the bench, turning toward him slightly. There was an edge to her voice. "I couldn't tell you. She's in Europe somewhere, dodging the fucking French police, from what they tell me. You probably have more chance of seeing her than I do." Samantha Villiers presented herself to the world behind one kind of façade or other at all times, bat Chase thought that now, just for a moment, he heard real pain in her voice.