“It’s okay, Bobbie. In your shoes I’d be shaking. I’ve been dealing with media and reporters since I was a little girl. I’m used to it, though it’s a hundred-fold worse today than it was when my kids were little.”
Fiona came upstairs from where Olivier was working in the basement. “Maman did you tell her?”
“Tell me what?” Bobbie asked Fiona curiously as Meri shook her head.
“I spoke with Olivier and with Walt and we’re going to head back to New Orleans. When things settle down, we will come back for another visit or maybe you’ll come visit us in New Orleans, but Olivier needs to put as many of his resources to keeping you and the kids safe. We are a distraction to his team. I’m satisfied maman is good and well.”
“Are you leaving too?” Bobbie asked Meri quietly. The thought of her leav
