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?439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoFK1vJSbTP
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. 439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfKmbK3s2W6
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcb8FASxqV3
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAgriuuwp8Z
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRQPXip62tF
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.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjgz7gKB4Fm
"Yes, Isabelle."439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd297uRhUt5
"Sir, I have some bad news."439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO743IT513e
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYXnhiXIALT
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCLi2PSd5vN
"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.....439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH4BVK43Snd
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmpRdYxFhjP
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdEvPdPOp5O
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡybXdi40gO4
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj5dPaBm563
