OMG, lots going on this time around. Kinda makes me dizzy, so let me throw out what I know about Laure if it helps:
I caught up with her after school to find out more about that day in Paris with Amanda. I mean, what a dream come true, right? We walked around the Community College campus where (thanks again, AwesomeAnna93!) she lives—she really wants to help, but I discovered that my French is much better on paper than in real life. Fortunately her English is amazing.
That morning in Paris, she had been visiting her uncle in his lab. Turns out Em2013 is right: even though part of the old orphanage has been converted to a museum, the below-ground levels are private research space.
Waiting for the elevator back up to the street, Laure saw Amanda (“Visiting a family friend,” Amanda claimed). Amanda had a sheet of stickers with her and stuck one on the emergency call button in the elevator as they got in. It cracked Laure up—I guess Amanda even stuck one on the back of Laure’s black cropped jacket. They started babbling away in French and then just spilled out onto the street together.
So they stopped at a cafe. When they took off their coats, Amanda had a small bandage on her shoulder. Laure asked about it, but then Amanda casually peeled it off and there wasn’t even a mark underneath. What’s up with that?
They had one of those strange, random Amanda days: sneaking into a storage room at the Musee d’Orsay, Amanda reading Laure’s oracle cards in the Père Lachaise (remember SarahSchafer’s comment from the train schedule clue?), drinking so much coffee they were shaking when they hugged each other goodbye at the Abbesses metro station.
Laure turned back and saw Amanda tagging a coyote in the stairwell leading into the station. Amanda smiled and winked, and after she left, Laure took a picture.
Then Laure told me the weirdest piece of the afternoon: a man with a blocked number called Laure’s mobile and asked for Amanda in French. Amanda took the phone and just said things in English like, “Indeed,” “I see,” “Will do,” and looked pretty annoyed. Laure tried to ask about it but Amanda shrugged it off. BIZARRE. Who could possibly know where Amanda was at that exact moment?