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You’ll see. I bet he has a wife and four children at home.”
    I raised my eyebrows. “Maybe, but right now, I’m not interested in Mademoiselle Boudet’s love life. Come on, let’s go and find that dog.”

Chapter Six: THE BAG LADY
    As we walked back down the hill, we discussed our next move.
    â€œWhat d’you reckon?” I asked Donna. “Was Kiki stolen or did she just stray?”
    â€œWhy should she stray? Sounds like she had everything she wanted at home. No, I think someone nicked her. That man in the fur hat Mademoiselle Boudet mentioned… he could have been trying to distract her while somebody else lured the dog away.”
    I nodded. “That makes sense. So we need to find people who were on the promenade last Saturday. Maybe somebody noticed something suspicious.” It was a long shot, but we had to start somewhere.
    It was still very cold, but the wind had died down and there were quite a few people strolling along the promenade enjoying the pale winter sunshine. We started to walk in the direction of the shopping mall. Inside the first of the little shelters that were scattered along the sea front we saw a young woman with a small boy and a baby in a pram. Donna’s eyes brightened. “Let’s go and talk to her!” she said. Donna just loves young kids. She never misses an opportunity to play with them. She has always been really sad that we didn’t have any younger brothers or sisters.
    We went into the shelter and sat down next to the woman. She was holding the boy up so he could look out at the choppy sea while she pushed the pram to and fro with her other hand.
    â€œLook at the seagulls, Ben,” she said.
    Ben looked bored. “I want whales.”
    His mum sighed. “There aren’t any whales here, Ben,” she said. “Seagulls, yes. Whales, no.”
    Ben looked mutinous. “Want whales!” he whined. The baby started to cry. The woman looked harassed.
    â€œHere, let me help,” Donna offered. She smiled at the baby and made
coochie-coochie
noises. The baby stared back at her and stopped crying.
    â€œYou’ve got the magic touch,” said the woman.
    Whilst his mother had been chatting to us, Ben had started to get restless. To distract him, I asked, “Do you like dogs?”
    Ben nodded. “Dogs,” he said. “Woof, woof!”
    â€œThat’s right,” I said. “I’ve got a picture of a dog here. Look!” I pulled out the photo of Kiki and Mademoiselle Boudet and showed it to him.
    He grabbed it and thrust it at his mum. “Look. Dog!”
    â€œNice,” she said. “Yours, is it?”
    â€œEr… it belongs to a friend of ours. The dog went missing a week ago, and we’re trying to help her find it.”
    â€œShe was walking Kiki on the promenade last Saturday,” said Donna, getting back to the business at hand at last. “I don’t s’pose you remember seeing them, do you?”
    â€œLet’s have another look,” said the woman, studying the picture more closely. “Now you mention it, I do remember that woman. Very glamorous, isn’t she? As they reached the shelter, the dog ran in here, yapping. I shooed it away. You can’t be too careful with dogs.” She handed the photo back to me.
    The baby’s cries, despite all Donna’s efforts, began to get louder. “Look, I gotta go. Baby needs his feed.” She manoeuvred the pram out of the shelter and, grabbing Ben’s hand, headed off towards the shopping mall and the pier. We followed more slowly in the same direction.
    â€œIt’s a pity it was Kiki and not Mademoiselle Boudet who went missing!” I said. “People would have noticed if something happened to her!”
    Donna looked at me sideways. “She certainly made a big impression on you, didn’t she?”
    I felt myself going red. I wish Donna didn’t guess what I was