Nono, het Zigzag Kind (Nono, the Zigzag Kid) Page #3

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to tell you the truth...

...it wasn't meant as a lightning bolt,

but as a golden zigzag.

Like this, from here to there...

...and away again, always

somewhere else, never the same.

Quick, come.

This way!

Felix!

- Come on!

- Do you know each other?

Pierre!

This man is bothering me,

throw him out, please.

So this man is bothering you?

Wow, you're twisting women

round your little finger, aren't you?

You already knew her!

And you didn't say anything!

Lola and I... It's a difficult story.

Between her and me

were beautiful things...

...but there was also pain and sadness.

Some things happened that...

Okay, I understand.

I'm almost Bar Mitzvah, you know.

Voila.

Train stopped at gunpoint.

12-year-old Nono Feierberg

kidnapped.

Search for missing boy led by boy's

father:
Inspector J. Feierberg...

- Have I been kidnapped?

- No, listen...

- You came of your own free will.

- But my dad didn't know?

You were in the wrong carriage!

I was not supposed to go

with you! You lied to me!

- I haven't lied.

- One more step and I'll scream!

If you want...

...you're free to go.

But then you'll never have the golden

lightning bolt and the red shawl.

And we won't investigate your mum.

Maybe no one will

ever tell you the story.

The stupid thing was,

I could have known!

It was all so clear.

Hejust wanted revenge.

I will take revenge!

I will take revenge on your son!

Feierberg.

Hello?

Nono?

- Is this you?

- Yes.

Are you alright?

Where are you?

- I'm in Nice.

- In Nice?

It's my fault. I misunderstood

your instructions, I'm sorry.

- What instructions?

- Your letter!

What letter?

Where in Nice are you?

- Did you really send me to Uncle Shmuel?

- Of course.

Nono, just answer me yes or no.

Is Felix Glick around?

Felix wants to go find out

who Zohara was.

- Dad?

- Don't listen to Glick.

What's the name of the street?

I'll have the French police get you.

Why am I not allowed to know?

Why does nobody ever

speak about her?

- I don't know anything about her!

- Just say where you are...

You don't even listen!

Because you don't want to know!

Trust me.

Maybe when you're a bit older...

Go to the nearest police station.

I'll come and get you.

Nono?

Nono?

- It's somewhere in the south of France.

- In Nice, you idiot. He just said so.

And?

Call inspector Leroy

and tell him I'm coming.

- Is he still with Felix?

- Felix wants to go and look into Zohara.

We could catch a flight at 8.15.

I'm coming with you.

You're alone?

No police?

Maybe I'll tell you something first.

No, from now on I'll ask the questions

and you do the answering.

You knew somebody who looked like

the woman in this photo. Who was it?

A woman I was crazy about.

- A girlfriend?

- No, a partner.

A colleague.

Also a thief.

What was her name?

That's so bizarre.

This woman's name

was Zohara as well.

You're lying.

We need a starting point.

What else do you know about her?

Nothing at all! I told you!

Let's just forget it.

This is not going to work.

You know often more than you think.

For example, my Zohara,

she loved chocolate.

What?

- No, it's stupid.

- I love stupid! So... what?

I once was in a store

with my Dad and Gaby.

No, no, no, the other one.

The blue one! Yes!

Out of all these candy bars,

he has to pick that one.

I really wanted the Luxor chocolate.

My father reacted quite strangely.

- Luxor chocolate?

- Yes, I know, it's ridiculous.

Come with me.

But... where are we going?

I have this feeling.

My Zohara, she just loved

Luxor chocolate.

She always came here,

just to smell it.

Incredible.

But there is more that is

incredible. Come with me.

Wow... What's that?

The Diamond Museum.

Here they store jewellery

from all over the world.

It's guarded day and night.

Maybe my Zohara didn't

just come here to smell.

She had a ridiculous plan.

She wanted to break into the

Diamond Building, climb on the roof...

- ... and play a melody.

- A melody?

Yes, she always carried

a silver harmonica.

Silver? Real silver?

Of course, real silver!

I gave it to her as a present.

And did she do it?

- Climb on the roof?

- What do you think?

I thought you were a boy

with a huge imagination?

- Style, no?

- Yes!

But the guards!

They heard her!

- What's that?

- I would say it's a harmonica, boss.

I know that, you fool. But where

is it coming from? Go and find out!

And then?

She's discovered on the roof!

Yes of course! And then the police

arrive! Fully equipped.

Attention please. Patrol number 1

take the north entrance...

...number 2 the south, number 3,

you take the emergency exit!

She's trapped. Let's go!

- She has to escape! But how?

- There is nowhere to go.

What if there was a crane there?

Yes!

- It's too far!

- She can make it!

Cool.

- But didn't they see her?

- One policeman, he spotted her.

Not an ordinary policeman,

an Interpol inspector.

Interpol?

My Dad?!

It's possible, isn't it?

Didn't he used to work here?

Yes, but...

Yes, okay.

My Dad was the only one

who spotted her.

She can't get away, and now?

This was hers.

Oops!

Oops?

Police! Don't move!

Strange, isn't it?

So my mother was...

...a thief?

Not an ordinary thief.

The best one in the world,

except for me of course.

Come on.

Just your secretary?

Zohara was like me:

A zigzag person. Always different.

For two years, we travelled

around the world. Wonderful time.

But the money we made,

she immediately spent it.

Or she was sitting in the cinema

and suddenly...

...she threw ten little diamonds

into the air.

To her, everything was a game.

And was my dad a game to her too?

I think she adored your father.

He was a solid man,

very different from me.

Do you know who lives here?

Lola Ciperola.

She does?

Nono...

Say, Felix, do I look like her?

Yesterday, with that wig,

like two drops of water.

Look at this...

Here she was about your age.

Wow. So you knew her

when she was still a child?

For a while when she was a child,

because I knew her mother.

All women love Felix,

what can I do?

Excuse me.

Zohara Katz.

Katz! But that's

the same last name as...

But that means...

Whoa, whoa!

What's going on?

Excuse me, please.

They're his grandparents!

They won't eat him alive.

Will you please let me be the judge

of how to raise my son?

Inspector Leroy, we have a problem.

It isn't fair that no one

ever told me anything, is it?

But there is someone who

told you a few things, no?

About golden lightning bolts,

and the red shawl?

Please tell me you didn't have

anything to do with that letter.

There is no one else

who can get to my stationary.

Please tell me it's not true.

If that's what you want to hear...

- If you prefer not to hear the truth...

- Gaby.

Just like you haven't told Nono

the truth for years.

- That's between Nono and me.

- Well, I think it's wrong!

Just because you never talk about it,

doesn't mean it never happened!

- It's so easy for you, isn't it?

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