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What I Had Saved

Chapter 7

What It Takes to File

She had pictured a judge's chambers.

It was a counter.

Maître Ferrière had not even needed her: a complaint to the public prosecutor is filed by registered letter, and the letter ran to eleven lines. Eleven lines, plus an annex of ninety-one pages and a schedule of exhibits numbered 1 to 47.

Camille had asked to see the letter before it went. She had read it three times, looking for the place where it said that this was serious.

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