Me: Are you excited about the final tonight?
Nell: I can’t think about football right now.
Me: Why?
Nell: I’m in the middle of a tense situation.
Me: What?
Nell: Look behind me.
Me: I’m not there, Nell. I’m here at home.
Nell: In the photos I sent you.
Me: That’s an odd looking bird.
Nell: It’s the fence.
Me: No, it’s definitely a bird, Nell.
Nell: Sally told me he would be coming here.
Me: Who?
Nell: Jacques D’Or. The Masked Thief’s fence.
Me: Why are we talking about outdoor structures?
Nell: Not that sort of fence. Do keep up. The middlebird between the thief and his buyers.
Me: Why is he at the hotel when Beauregard is at the police station?
Nell: Exactly.
Me: You’ve lost me.
Nell: Beauregard isn’t the thief.
Me: I knew it. I said he was a nice tiger. Have you told Inspector King?
Nell: No. Lionel mustn’t know.
Me: Why?
Nell: It will break Beauregard’s cover. The real thief has to think he’s safe, or he won’t come to the meeting.
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: Beauregard is working with Sally. They knew the Masked Thief would target the hotel.
Me: Does anyone else know?
Nell: Harriet, obviously, and Malcolm and Manuel as Sally suspects the Beefies are transporting the jewels through the kitchen.
Me: How?
Nell: In crates of fish then onto a boat and over to France.
Me: Do you think Jacques D’Or is French then?
Nell: Of course he’s French.
Me: So we’re looking for a huge masked thief with a tail wearing a soft velvet black cloak with an attractive hood who speaks French? That shouldn’t be too difficult.
Nell: He won’t be wearing the mask and cloak, will he? He thinks he’s safe.
Me: Oh yes. Sorry.
