The athletic young president of FranceNicolas Sarkozy keels over while jogging in the greenery… he’s whisked off to a hospital in Paris… radio silence on his condition… Sound like the beginning of a thriller? Nope. Reality. Happened two days ago, on Sunday. Maybe he got too much sun (but it’s raining in Paris!) or stayed up all night reading my thriller (but it’s in English!). Happy summer! And remember, “chill” rhymes with “thrill.” Paris City of Night is set in December. Flip the pages and cool off…
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