Underneath the French A15 Interstate, where it towers over the river Seine, sits a warehouse. It is particularly uninteresting, just a gray rectangle, like an overgrown cinderblock. But to a team of American spies it is extremely interesting; it's the building Simeon Lee picked to unmask a terrorist of an unusual sort. Simeon's best friend is in trouble, framed for terrorist activity by someone calling themselves 'Solitaire, ' and that's not something the Parabaloni are willing to overlook. At that singularly ugly warehouse the four spies must bring together Gigan's family of Parisian smugglers, all the law-enforcement they can pack into three rooms, a crowd of Islamic terrorist, one crooked inventor, and this unexplained Solitaire. But once there, will Simeon manage to draw a confession out, or will Solitaire end the night by his favorite method of igniting TNT, and blow them all straight to minuscule pieces