Uncle Pierre's Mercedes The drive to Uncle Henri's chateau outside of Dijon was about 3 and 1/2 hours. In an hour or so, they would be in Lyon. Going to Lyon and not eating was in his family a sin, Nico explained. After lunch, it was a few more hours to Dijon where they were expected sometime between late afternoon and dinner at around 8:00 PM.

Even if was Ted Treharne who shared champagne with Claude while in the woods outside of Reims, they sat together beside a clear pond, it did not mean with certainty that Ted lived or had lived in the vicinity of Reims. Nevertheless, inside the silver Mercedes, there was a heightened atmosphere of successful pursuit. Jack was driving. What would happen if they found Ted was on his mind.

"It is not yet advisable to discuss what I have learned about a long term smuggling presence in the Hotel California Trail. Let's go over what we now know about the current ownership of the Hotel California Trail," he said to Nico. "I understand that our agency has verified that Hotel was left to Ted on the death of his grandfather."

"Yes. Because of the value of the hotel, the Will had to go to Probate Court. Thus, it was not too difficult for our agency to acquire a copy, and indeed I now have it."

"With you?"

They were nearing Lyon; Nico was more interested in where they would eat lunch than he was in the contents of Ted's grandfather's Will, but the car was a better place to discuss this than a public restuaurant. From his briefcase he retrieved the Last Will and Testament of Percival Sinclair Treharne.

"The executor is Percy's son: Ted's father. He was and still is a corporate attorney based in Los Angeles."
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