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?374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ02Hp7jevvQ
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. 374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLp6kdJHCj6
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ05iCAADA01
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZOlIw1jLMI
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd5ZkL6w7Zi
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.374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaMYsbx1Me6
"Yes, Isabelle."374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeNnSjI6GOZ
"Sir, I have some bad news."374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ7D2RYbdI9
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAxz2fg75wW
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡafiMMeT6xl
"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.....374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsyc6E74QL5
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvKdBja131J
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOzqQs4H7Iv
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOEgBpPFLPH
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 374Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxkAAZhA9A6
