The man who had stolen Benjamin’s fianceé and taken her to Paris. Benjamin told us where he lived, then went to a café near La Place de Dublin and left the rest for us to figure out.
Winston and I waited until night had fallen, then leapt from a nearby rooftop on to his balcony. We entered the open doors and found him asleep next to the woman who had broken Benjamin’s heart. I tied his legs to the bed, then held his arms down while Winston strangled him.
The next day, she woke up next to a corpse.