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?426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXchMa31O1b
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. 426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8UpCSVl1Aa
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1NjTGBnlVH
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf1V6xEvmeP
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqHzCtvoLQ4
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.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoRSSKVgDMT
"Yes, Isabelle."426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY9QLooR8O7
"Sir, I have some bad news."426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM9egxT5XHW
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrTgVabvY64
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPurjvVVK4W
"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.....426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1fg7feG3eP
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdZqHAL4P2u
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCAJxFTlHpS
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡawZnk3OW6M
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVzUcGyMOkR
