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?373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiTZ8SoA0d9
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. 373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbEoQIjuwZV
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5DP8cCCjuX
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTVjxGLCygP
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Xxbl5C3TK
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.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcUlHRYvjw0
"Yes, Isabelle."373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKF9LZKn0km
"Sir, I have some bad news."373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXZB55XzBhF
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr5wj5aDeBA
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5vfZvWwTJg
"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.....373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP5p7MJQ20W
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvTba3Yi8at
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG4DJp9bDoi
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡle5FJYfUZs
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Dj5w2zmmc
