In Monte Carlo’s Grand Casino, Candy sat at the roulette table. As disguise, she’d cut her hair, worn black tie, and styled herself ‘Le High Roller’. But she was on a mission.
Croupier Jacques LeNoir was spinning the roulette wheel. For Candy, it was love at first sight as he gazed across the table towards her. Had he guessed?
With heavy heart, she acted. As the ball dropped into black 31, poison darts flew silently from her toe-caps into each of Jacques LeNoir’s shins; he was dead in seconds.
“Rien ne va plus, my love,” she whispered, brushing away a tear.
Croupier Jacques LeNoir was spinning the roulette wheel. For Candy, it was love at first sight as he gazed across the table towards her. Had he guessed?
With heavy heart, she acted. As the ball dropped into black 31, poison darts flew silently from her toe-caps into each of Jacques LeNoir’s shins; he was dead in seconds.
“Rien ne va plus, my love,” she whispered, brushing away a tear.
