Gamache turned his gaze back to the agent in front of him. Young, eager. “Did you get their names and addresses?” “Yessir. And cross checked with their ID. I got everyone’s information.” He unclicked his pocket, to get at his notebook. “Perhaps you can take it to the Incident Room,” said Gamache, “and give it to Agent Lacoste.” “Right,” said Rousseau, writing that down. Jean-Guy Beauvoir inwardly groaned. Here we go again, he thought. He’s going to invite this kid to join the investigation. Does he never learn? Armand Gamache smiled and nodded to Agent Rousseau, then turned and walked back
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