The Body in the Vestibule

Tom was thrilled with the dinner and in between delightedly crunching the little quail bones to extract every last morsel, he told her he was further ahead in his research than he thought and they could take a long weekend.

“Where would you like to go? Paris? Provence? Beaujolais? Except we'll be going there soon for the Veaux's niece's wedding. How about leaving France? We could easily make it to Switzerland," he said.