Luckily, the remainder of the trip passed peacefully. Tash convinced Bendy to swap seats (so she could avoid any more steward incidents) and gave her a soothing eye gel mask which settled her down to sleep.
Bendy and Tash safely touched down in Paris and traveled to The Ritz Hotel – one of the few places the girls felt totally comfortable. Knowing they had to look after themselves, or they would not be useful to anyone, they took a quick two day break to recover from the plane trip, visit a couple of exclusive boutiques to replenish their wardrobes and a few hair and beauty salons to freshen up their looks. Then they were prepared for action.
Tiffany and Co, a very well known jewelry store had a terrible problem. They had bought a collection of fake diamonds for staff training but before they had a chance to do the training, the fake diamonds had accidentally been placed in with the real ones. Before this error was discovered they had been made into hundreds of rings, bracelets and necklaces. They were also concerned that there seemed to be diamond rings going missing.
Luckily the manager Jean -Claude Moreau remembered Bendy and Tash from a previous visit and realized that the girls would be able to save them much time and effort. Bendy’s skill of being able to spot a fake diamond was just what they needed. Tash was also requested, as with her innate sense of style she could easily point out diamonds that were in the wrong settings or the wrong cut. This saved their merchandise from ‘sitting on the shelf’ and helped the store keep their high, well deserved reputation.
The two arrived as early as they could – after a quick three course breakfast and an early morning facial. Looking fabulous in their new Christian Louboutin outfits they strode into the shop.
Jean-Claude greeted them effusively. He explained to Bendy and Tash the task that lay ahead. Bendy admitted she had already spotted one of the fakes in the window just as Tash screwed up her face when confronted with a marquise cut diamond that really would have been better with a princess cut.
As the Jean-Claude pulled out trays of rings, he noticed that there was a large one missing.
“Zut Alors!” screamed Jean-Claude. “Where is the ring?”
When he questioned the assistant behind the counter she appeared surprised and became very indignant.
“It must have been taken for cleaning!” she snapped.
Jean-Claude looked concerned, “It doesn’t appear in the register,” he said looking at the technicians work sheets.
In less than three hours Bendy had identified all the fake diamonds. Jean-Claude was amazed at her talents. But as she explained, “Finding my way through millions of dollars worth of diamonds is just all in a days work for me. I spend so much time studying them on the internet, my eyes have sharpened to an expert degree.
He then turned to Tash and thanked her for pointing out settings that were wrong and jewellery that was not well balanced. He had quite a few items to go back to the workshop.
As he thanked them both and slipped a large cheque into Tash’s hand, he turned to open the door.
“Wait one moment,” said Tash, “I do believe I have solved your other problem.”
“Whatever do you mean?” queried Jean-Claude.
“That woman is a diamond thief!” cried Tash.
“How dare you !” shouted the assistant. “I have been working here for months and the robberies have only just started. Search me, you won’t find anything!’
“Most people wouldn’t have spotted this,” said Tash, as Bendy and Jean-Claude looked on mystified. “But I can see that you have a hair out of place,” said Tash pointing to the woman’s exquisite chignon. It is very subtle but no one who works here would have a hair out of place like that there had to be a reason.”
The assistant was so shocked that she was too slow for Tash. Tash reached over and pulled the chignon clip from the woman’s hair. As her hair began to unwind a large diamond ring fell to the floor. Tash scooped it up as Jean-Claude reached for the phone to call the gendarme whilst Bendy grabbed the woman.
In no time at all the gendarme arrived at the shop.
“Mon Dieu!” cried the gendarme. “That is the infamous diamond thief Adrienne Dubois. We have been looking for her for a long time.”
With that she was marched from the shop.
Later that evening Bendy and Tash were enjoying a champagne supper with Jean-Claude. With tears in his eyes he turned to the girls, “I can’t thank you enough! I know I say this every time you visit but is there any way I can persuade you both to come and work for me – money is no object, you would be worth it.”
Bendy and Tash smiled at each other. Bendy leaned over to pat him on the knee. “There, there,” she said. “We are sorry but we still have lots of other problems to solve. You know we don’t like to be tied down to any one job.”
“Well at least I tried!” commiserated Jean-Claude.
“Besides,” said Tash, “we’ve left nearly a whole carton of milk back in the fridge.”