C219 The Bigger the Ruckus, the Better.

In Paris, France.

It was two o'clock in the morning.

Renee rubbed her eyes as she pushed her luggage out of the airport.

Mr. Carrell was really her sleeping pill. She had slept like a pig for twelve hours on the plane, and she had not woken up once.

"Renee, Renee, Renee!" Roya ran over and waved her hands excitedly