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?444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdpUzGd2cHy
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. 444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmbeUEd7enz
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjC7L39HHV3
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7JKoXE0npk
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5ZkbgJLALt
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.444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJYDXjwMpHF
"Yes, Isabelle."444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF14vmz8wHJ
"Sir, I have some bad news."444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGPO2ViGxSZ
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJBIocWYoqO
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5g5SSAR29Q
"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.....444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc8XCWGE0CM
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzWnl9l1oK3
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡViCO8MQYkW
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVTMyO7TjjI
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 444Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf5xuRPclgE
