В сердце большого города скрываются тайны и загадки. Каждое утро открывает новый слой этой истории, напоминая о безвозвратности прошлого. Внутренние драмы и судьбы, переплетающиеся в пространстве и времени, создают непредсказуемую атмосферу будничной мелодрамы.
With that you can research the history of the property at the Registre Foncier du Québec office in the Bureau d’Enregistrement.”
“Is that located here?”
“Palais de Justice. Second floor. Room 2.175.”
I jotted the address of the pizza parlor building and handed it across the counter.
“Shouldn’t be long.”
It wasn’t. In ten minutes the woman returned with the numbers. I thanked her, and Anne and I set off.
Montreal’s three courthouses lie just west of its City Hall. As we scurried along rue Notre-Dame, Anne’s eyes probed gallery, café, and boutique windows.
Architecturally, City Hall and the modern courthouse have little in common aside from the fact that each is a building. Anne did not comment on the charm of the latter.
Before entering, I pulled out my cellular and tried Mrs. Gallant/Ballant/Talent’s number.
Nope.
As on the day of my testimony, the courthouse was busy with lawyers, judges, journalists, security guards, and worried-looking people.
"Anne and I rode an elevator to the second floor and went directly to room 2.175. When my turn came, I explained my mission, this time to a short, bald clerk shaped like a cookie jar.
“There’s a fee,” Cookie Jar said.
“How much?”
He told me.
I forked over the money. Cookie Jar handed me a receipt.
“That allows you to research all day.
I presented my lot and cadastral numbers.
Cookie Jar studied the paper. Then he looked up, a pudgy finger jabbing black-framed glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“These numbers go pretty far back. Anything prior to 1974 can’t be researched online. Depending on how often the property changed hands, this could take time.”
“But I can find out who owned the building?”
Cookie Jar nodded. “Every deed transfer is recorded with the provincial government.” He held up the paper.
“The building has residential units upstairs, small businesses below. The address that interests me is a pizza-by-the-slice joint.”
Cookie Jar shook his head. “If the property is commercial, you won’t learn what businesses have occupied it unless the owner has included such information.”
“How could I find that out?”
“Tax records maybe. Or business permits.”
“But I can determine who the owners have been?”
Cookie Jar nodded.
