BY 2:20 A.M., DELANNOY was at his wits' end. He had very clearly told Coralie that he wanted a call to his private cell phone when the task had been completed. What part of that had she not understood?359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1TRv5X6AHc
He nursed his Scotch, his cell phone in his other hand. He sat in his love seat and pondered his future. It'd be bright, after this. He'd had all kinds of aspirations of climbing the ladder at the Ministry of Justice and Liberty, but he'd never dreamed of the good fortune that would befall him when Mischa Barton walked into his life.
But dammit, she'd been difficult. If only she'd confessed, she could have lived. This was, ultimately, her own doing. 359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQs2eLOfdMW
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwNZ5kLi2Mw
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0jmjbFvkut
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYV1FqzKZVn
The administrative commander who went by the nickname Liz. Sure. Coralie must have forgotten to call. But no matter now. They'd found Mischa, obliviously. Someone had turned on the security camera and found her swinging from the ceiling by a bed strap. And now they were dutifully calling the warden.359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuatRA2ZCJD
"Yes, Isabelle."359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZlU8tyhKeZ
"Sir, I have some bad news."359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVVrbHZvBlY
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD9W5gYrPy0
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJI1d1zrGkV
"I see," he said. "Tell me what's happened." How calm and commanding he sounded. A leader in control during a time of crisis. No doubt for this prisoner there would be inquiries tomorrow morning, and he'd accommodate the media by making himself available for them. He'd already picked out the suit and tie he'd wear, a new orange Hermes tie.....359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ97phQVEtXV
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡulq5BwzlS3
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXrFTHHKLRs
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGaHUO7sFrB
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 359Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZEoqyplW5l
